Billionaire Season 3: Summer Ablaze (Billionaire Season Trilogy)

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Author: Kimball Lee
only damaged her emotionally, I’m certain from the look on your face you have every intention of… seducing her.”
    “Ughhhhh, Dad! Stop right there, this conversation is not happening,” Allie said and she could see the surfer/waiter snickering along with the rest of the staff while a new waiter pored the champagne.
    “Alaina, this man is… how old are you William?”
    “Twenty eight— six years older than Alaina. I hardly think that I’m a criminal for having… never mind.” William said and decided to let her father go ahead and rant and do the protective-Dad thing, who could blame him?
    “Well… Allie has been devoted to her studies all her life and… she took up a lot of slack for both her mother and me, I hate to admit. She never had time for a boys and such things, she’s very much an innocent, I’m afraid,” Professor Darling said savoring his champagne while Allie nearly choked on hers.
    “Okay Dad, let’s get real. First of all, I’m nearly twenty-two and I did have sort of a serious boyfriend in college… I think you even met him once. Surely you don’t believe I’m still a… that I’m… untouched.”
    “Good God, Allie, you don’t mean that skinny Bill Gates wanna-be who was constantly misquoting both Nietzsche and Kierkegaard?”
    “That’s exactly who I mean and yes, Daddy dearest, I lost my virginity to him and it sucked as bad as his stupid quotes. You’ll have to excuse me but this champagne is freaking awesome and potent as… I don’t know what! I’m a little tipsy so I’m just gonna say this and both of you can shut up and listen— Dad, you have never taken an interest in my life until now and that’s only because you’re latest wife left you and you’re alone and on some long overdue guilt trip. And by the way, I have had wild-filthy-dirty-scandalous sex with William and it’s none of your damn business in the first place. You left me to deal with Mom and all her seduce-every-man-in-sight issues, so just because I’ve spent a few days with you don’t even think you have the right to get all overly paternal all of a sudden.” Allie drained her champagne and drew a long breath, her eyes daring either of them to say a word. “As for you, William Warfield, how dare you show up at this hotel on my lovely little beach vacay and stage a hostile takeover? The whole world does not revolve around you and FYI, hearts don’t un-break simply because you’re used to snapping your fingers and getting your way by any means possible no matter how f-freaking hot and smoldering and sexy you are. Well holy shit, I’ve had my say and what a total buzz-kill,” she said sinking back into her chair and brushing William’s hand away when he tried to comfort her. “I need something to eat, and Daddy, if you have any interest in making me happy then explain to me what the f.... What happened between Mom and Mr. Warfield?”
    “Now that’s a story I’ve been waiting to hear all my life,” William said, signaling for another bottle of the insanely expensive champagne since they’d finished the first one as quickly as if it were water. He felt more like himself now, like he had a chance with Allie. The fact that she was so obviously unnerved by his presence that she would call him sexy in front of her stick-in-the-mud father gave him a handful of hope that they could pick up the pieces and move forward.
    “So. I won’t lecture the two of you on your… love affair, but since you’re both anxious to hear Liza and William’s story, William the third, of course.” Allie’s father said, releasing a long sigh and settling back as the sun set over the darkening Gulf and twilight pierced the windows leaving them adrift in the luxuriously near-empty room. “He and Liza and Stella where all students in my Senior Lit class. They ran together, the three of them were friends or so it seemed— young, attractive, and carefree. I was young, too, but I don’t think they realized it. That
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