Falling Hard (Billionaires in Disguise: Lizzy, #1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

rock, sometimes pop, sometimes classical,
and he took Nona to a country music concert. If you talk to him
about books, either he’s already read the book that you’re talking
about, or else he has you text him the name and author, and quite
often, a week later, he’ll have something interesting to say about
it. But I’m not sure, because most of the girls are bookish types,
so it might be the reflecting thing again.”
    “I don’t think so,” Lizzy said. “He’s read a
lot. He’s read everything that I’m reading for class: Pope, Woolf,
Tolstoy, Shakespeare, Sand, and both T.S. and George Eliot, and he
can quote stuff. I don’t think you can fake all that.”
    Georgie nodded. “And he has moderate,
intelligent views on sports and politics, and anything else you ask
him about.”
    “And he speaks a couple languages,” Lizzy
said. Her heart clenched.
    Georgie nodded. “I’ve heard him speak some
sort of Chinese and something Middle Eastern.”
    Lizzy spoke over her, “I’ve heard him speak
Russian.”
    God, had she heard him speak Russian.
He had spoken Russian to her until she was flayed alive by just his
words.
    Lizzy sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep
her voice from trembling like her whole core. “And he likes
sex.”
    “Yeah, the sex,” Georgie said. “He loves
women, craves women, and likes to be with women, in the
plural,” Georgie said. “He likes sex, and if you’re ever with him,
it’s almost,” she looked at Lizzy, “like he gets inside your head
and knows what you want, even if you don’t know it or don’t want to
say it. It’s the mirror thing.”
    Lizzy nodded, and her eyes burned again. She
hadn’t known what she needed. Not at all. She never would have
guessed.
    The car careened around a sharp corner,
pressing them all back into the leather seat. Lizzy’s hand braced
on Rae’s thigh.
    She glanced up at Rae. Rae’s cheeks were
flushed, and her eyes were taking on a glassy sheen. Lizzy pressed
her body harder against Rae, and Rae’s slight inhale told Lizzy
everything.
    Yep, Georgie was a sex psychic.
    “A couple hundred years ago,” Georgie said,
“The Dom would have made a great sultan, and his whole harem would
have all been like Lizzy here, still suffering after-shock orgasms
a week later.”
    “I am not,” Lizzy protested. Her whole body
quivered.
    Georgie’s brown eyes and knowing smile turned
kind, even pitying. “Sure, you aren’t. He’s odd in some weird
ways.”
    He was, evidently, a sadist, something Lizzy
had never suspected, and so skilled at it.
    “Do you know whatever happened to that cat?”
Georgie asked.
    “The black one hanging around work a couple
months ago? I thought The Dom had someone take it to the Humane
Society.” Lizzy had seen him put it in his car.
    “No. He just said that he ‘took care of it,’
but he wouldn’t say anything else.”
    “You don’t think he hurt it.”
    “I don’t know. No one knows.” A hint of a
troublesome thought flitted across Georgie’s eyes.
    “He’s not evil like that. He’s not evil at
all.” But he was. Or else he hadn’t known what he was doing to
her.
    Georgie said, “Yeah, well, we don’t know
what’s underneath that shiny mirror-ball. Maybe there’s some
swirling dark secret. Maybe he’s just a regular guy who lives an
odd lifestyle. He might just be a really private person, though
that’s not likely, considering. Maybe there’s nothing under the
shell, and that shell is just all there is.”
    Lizzy tucked her other hand between her own
leg and Georgie’s and clenched it into a terrified fist. “What did
you do afterward?”
    Georgie shrugged. “I threw myself into my
job.”
    Tears scalded Lizzy’s eyes again, so she
laughed. Her laugh made her body bob against Rae’s boobs, and Lizzy
felt Rae’s small inhale. She trailed her fingers lightly along the
shiny material that barely covered Rae’s thigh.
    The car pulled up to the downtown hotel. The
crowd on the sidewalk turned