How To Catch A Billionaire (The Full Series) (18 page)

“Hello, Sarah Smith’s phone,” I said in a snooty English accent.

“Sarah?” Harry’s familiar drawl sounded distant.

“This is Sarah’s assistant, uhm, Eugenia Doubtfire.”

“Sarah?” Harry sighed. “Hold on, Sarah.” I heard him place the phone on the table and speak to someone in his office. “Lewis, the Carter contract has got to be sent by courier today. Tell them I’ll accept two billion, nothing less. Also, get the Austrian office on the phone; they need to speak to the minister of finance in Switzerland about the land we are buying there. I’m not going to waste another million in attorney’s fees.”

“Yes, Mr. Park.” I heard Lewis’s voice in the background and waited patiently.

“Hey.” Harry came back to the phone. “Sarah?”

“This is Sarah.” I said in my normal voice. “Eugenia just gave me the phone.”

“Uh huh.” Harry paused. “I wanted to make sure we were still on for this weekend.”

“What?” My voice was surprised. “You still want me to go?”

“You and Jane. Yes, of course.” His voice was dry. “My parents are expecting it.”

“Oh ok.” I felt disappointment fill me again. It was all to keep up the pretense for his parents. “Where are we going and for how long?”

“Trinidad and Tobago. And for about four days. I may have to pop off to Guyana during that time period though, so you and Jane will be with Lewis and my parents.”

“Lewis is coming?”

“Yes, of course.”

“And I’m still pretending to be your girlfriend?”

“If that’s okay?” He paused. “I hope that…”

“It’s fine,” I cut him off. “Whatever. It’s all about the money anyway.”

“I see.” Harry’s voice sounded angry. “Well, I hope you saw your money deposited in the bank?”

“Yeah. I was about to go on a shopping spree right now actually,” I lied.

“Maybe you should wait until you get another job before you blow all your money?”

“Maybe I’ll just find another John.”

“Sarah,” Jane hissed at me.

“Anyway, when should we be ready?”

“Sarah, we should talk.” Harry’s voice sounded urgent and pained. “I don’t want there to be any uncomfortableness between us.”

“When should we be ready?” I ignored his last comment and he sighed.

“I’ll pick you both up tomorrow at 6pm. Lewis will be in the car with me.”

“Ok, bye.” And with that, I hung up the phone. “I hate him,” I whispered miserably. Jane walked over to me and gave me a hug.

“It’ll be okay, Sarah. You’ll see. We’ve got my rules to follow.”

I rolled my eyes as she hugged me and sighed. “I don’t even think your book is going to fix this, Jane.”

“Just wait and see.” She smiled at me mysteriously. “Let’s just wait and see.”

Chapter 18

“This is an awful lot of clothes, Jane.” I surveyed all the bags on my bed. “We’re not going for very long.”

“Trust me. You need to look your best at every moment. Sexy but sweet. Sultry but standoffish.”

“I hope I can pull it off.”

“You’re an actress, Sarah. You can pull it off.” She grinned. “Now, do you remember the plan?”

I sigh and think. “Be happy. Be friendly. Look sexy. Flirt with other men. Ignore him. Pretend I don’t care. Tease him but be undercover about it.”

“Yes.” She beamed. “Good girl.”

“Can I ask you something, Jane?” I looked at my best friend curiously. “We’ve been best friends for years. We moved to New York from Florida together for heaven’s sake. And I just want to know where you got all these ideas from. God knows neither of us have been lucky in love before and we certainly haven’t dated any billionaires before.”

“So don’t laugh but I watched a bunch of romance movies.” Jane grinned self-consciously.

“Aw Jane. For me?” I gave her a big hug. I knew how much Jane hated rom -coms.

“Yeah.” She grinned. “So don’t let me down.”

“I won’t. I’ll be a proper damsel in distress. Oh Harry, oh Harry, stop, stop. Hehehe.” I burst out laughing and then sighed. “Okies. Time for me to shower and get ready.” I walked to the bathroom. “Oh and Jane, are you sure about Lewis?”

“I’m sure. Maybe I’ll find a handsome stud in Trinidad and Tobago.” Jane smiled. “Now go and make yourself beautiful.”

“Yes ma’am.” I laughed and sang as I got into the shower. All of a sudden, I felt excited and felt a surge of adrenaline run through me. This was it. This was make or break time. I was going to make Harry fall in love with me or die trying.

***

“You look gorgeous, Sarah.” Jane grinned at me as I twirled around. I was wearing a short plaid skirt and a white top and had curled my hair a little bit. Dark eyelashes framed my big blue eyes and my lips were glossy and red. “You look like a hot schoolgirl.”

“You don’t think it’s too obvious?” I frowned staring at myself in the mirror. “Like I am trying too hard to look like a sexy schoolgirl.”

“Guys are too dumb to figure it out.” Jane laughed. “You look hotter than Britney Spears did in the ‘Hit Me Baby One More Time’ video.

“Yay.” I giggled and we made our way downstairs. Harry had called and said he and Lewis were parked and waiting on us. I walked slowly not wanting to trip in the heels I was wearing. I took a deep breath before heading out of the building and Jane squeezed my arm.

“You’ll be fine, Sarah.”

“Here goes.” I walked to the back of the black Mercedes CLS550 Coupe and waited for Harry to open the boot latch. I stood there studying my nails as he got out of the car and didn’t look up until he said my name.

“Hey Sarah.” His voice was soft and I looked up, surprised to see his face so haggard and stressed.

“Hey,” I said in a bored voice and casually pushed my shoulders back and stuck my breasts out. I kept my grin to myself as I saw him take in my appearance.

“You look beautiful today, Sarah.”

“Yeah?” I looked at him nonchalantly and yawned. “Can we hurry this up? It’s cold out here.”

“Yes. Sure.” He grabbed my bag and put it in the back. “Are you okay?” He stared deep into my eyes and I felt myself falling into the blue ocean of his eyes again.

“I’m fine.” I smiled sweetly and as I moved away I let my breasts brush against his arm. I heard his reaction in his swift intake of breath and smiled to myself. “Jane, you can put your bags in now,” I called out to my waiting friend.

“And you can sit in the front as well if you want.”

“Oh that’s okay.” She smiled.

“I’d like to see how Lewis is doing,” I said silkily, aware that Harry was watching my every move. “Have a laugh, you know.”

“I need to go over some things with you, so perhaps you’ll sit in the front?” Harry’s voice was controlled but his face looked slightly angry.

“I’d rather sit in the back with Lewis.” I smiled at him. “I know he misses his office Barbie.”

“You’ll sit in the front,” Harry growled at me angrily.

“Okay. Whatever.” I turned around and grinned at Jane and walked to the passenger side and got in the car. “Hey Lewis.” I turned around and greeted my old boss.

“Hey.” He grinned at me and looked me over. “Wow, you look hot.”

“Thanks.” I grinned as he wolf-whistled at me. “I’m so glad you are coming on this trip as well.”

“Yeah. I’m glad to see you.” I paused as Harry and Jane got into the car. “I’m very, very happy. The three of us will have a lot of fun.” I giggled as I spoke and reached back and stroked his leg.

“You betcha.” Lewis grinned. He held my hand and stroked my palm with his finger. “I think the three of us could get into a lot of trouble.” He then looked over at Jane and grinned. “I’m Lewis, by the way.”

“Jane.” She smiled at him and winked at me.

“Sarah, I take it that Lewis knows that we are dating?” Harry interrupted our banter and rested his hand on my leg. “I wouldn’t want him to get the wrong idea about your intentions.”

“Well, I think that…” I started angrily.

“Harry, I think that Sarah was just being friendly,” Jane interrupted me. “I’m sure Lewis didn’t think we were going to have a threesome.” She laughed nervously.

“Or that he could spank me like a naughty schoolgirl tonight?” I turned around and winked at Lewis blatantly and then smiled sweetly as I turned back around and saw Harry glaring at me. “No, I don’t know why he would think that.” I giggled and looked out of the window.

“I don’t know what you’re playing at Sarah.” Harry leaned over and whispered in my ear angrily. “But I will not allow you to make me look like a fool.”

“You can’t stop me from flirting or sleeping with whomever I want Harry; not if I do it so your parents don’t know.”

“You are not going to fuck anyone else,” he hissed.

“We’ll see.” I smiled at him sweetly and adjusted my skirt. I felt his hand run up my leg and he pressed his palm against my pussy before allowing his fingers to rub against my clit. I felt my panties grow wet as he played with me and I tried to close my legs to get him to stop.

“I don’t think so.” He grinned as he slipped a finger inside of my panties and rubbed my naked clit even harder. “You’re wet enough for me to fuck right here and now. I wonder if I were to dip my head, if you would let me eat you out with your friends in the backseat.”

I closed my eyes and gasped as he slipped a finger inside of me and pushed him away. “You asshole,” I hissed at him.

“Everything okay?” Lewis sat forward.

“Yeah. I was just helping Sarah with the seatbelt.” Harry leaned back into his seat and smiled at me before licking his fingers. “I wanted to make sure she was comfortable.” He stared at my pussy and grinned. It was as if he knew that my pussy was throbbing and that I felt an immense need to come. “So, who’s ready for us to leave?”

“Me!” Jane squealed from the backseat.

“Then let’s go.” Harry smiled at her and I felt a twinge of jealousy run through me. What if he fell for Jane instead of me? I clenched my legs and tried to stop my negative thoughts. Harry put the radio on a top 40 station and I peeked at him as he sang along to one of the songs. I never thought I would witness Harry singing a Lady Gaga song. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing as he mumbled along to the words as off-key as could be. “What’s so funny?” he asked me with a grin.

“I just never thought I’d see the day when Harry Green would listen to a top 40 station and sing along to the songs.”

“People can change.” He smiled at me. “And hey, if I can’t audition for American Idol, I can at least sing in the car.”

“Yes, yes you can.” I sat back and forgot the game I was meant to be playing and looked at him as we drove. “I’m excited for the trip. It’s been ages since I’ve been anywhere.”

“I’m glad. I hope Eugenia wasn’t too disappointed that she couldn’t come.”

“Who?” I asked in confusion and then laughed. “Oh Eugenia Doubtfire.” I spoke in my English accent and Harry laughed at me.

“You know there is something you can do.” Harry grinned at me as I shifted in my seat once again.

“What are you talking about?” I frowned.

“If you’re feeling horny,” he whispered and looked in the backseat. Both Jane and Lewis were listening to their iPods with headphones on so he continued. “If you’re pussy is aching and you need a release, there is something you can do.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said huffily, while shifting again. My pussy was aching with need and I really wanted to come.

“Sure you don’t.” He grinned and reached over and touched in between my legs again. “Your panties are soaked.”

“No, they aren’t,” I lied.

“Yes, they are.” He slipped his finger inside my panties again and grinned as he ran his fingers up and down. “Your pussy is soaking wet.”

“Stop it,” I groaned and pushed his hand away feeling even more frustrated. He withdrew his fingers and grinned at me.

“Play with yourself.”

“What?” I looked at him aghast.

“Play with yourself. And give yourself the release you need.”

“We’re driving!”

“I don’t mind.” He grinned.

“I can’t,” I mumbled.

“You can.” He studied my face. “Unless you want me to do it.”

“No, thanks.” I glared at him and slipped my hand down my skirt.

“No.” He grabbed my hand out of my skirt and lifted the front of my skirt up casually. “Pull your panties down.”

“No way.” I looked at him in shock.

“I want to see you pleasure yourself properly.” He paused. “Not through your panties.”

“No.”

“Yes.” He grabbed the crotch of my panties and yanked on them hard bringing them down my thighs. “Pull them down further, it will be easier.” He paused and stared at my naked pussy. “In fact, just take them off altogether.”

“No,” I protested but slid them off and stashed them in my bag, feeling very naughty.

“Good girl.”

I ignored him and sat back in the seat, and ran my fingers down to my pussy. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was Harry’s fingers that I was feeling rubbing my clit and playing with me. I started wriggling in the seat as I started to feel my orgasm build up and started rubbing my clit harder and harder.