The Billionaire's Longshot: Betting on You Series: Book Three Read Online Free PDF Page B

turned to him and asked, “Am I losing you? I don’t want to go too fast. Let me know if you have any questions.”
    He had a lot of questions, not one damn thing, though, about this event. The look on her face was so serious he almost burst out laughing. He fully supported the cause, but there was a fire within her that seemed to stem from something deeper. Did she personally know a wounded soldier she was doing all this for? Maybe he had been her lover, or maybe he still was. Tension filled the pit of his stomach.
    The thought of her with anyone else didn’t sit well. He should have considered beforehand she was seeing someone. Why wouldn’t she be? She is absolutely gorgeous. She was young but carried herself with a confidence that many twice her age didn’t have. There wasn’t a man alive who wouldn’t notice her when she entered a room. He was no exception. I haven’t stopped thinking about her since the engagement party. Even her multi-colored hair a few months ago had been captivating.
    “Hello? Ross? Are you listening to me? This isn’t supposed to be a one-way conversation, you know,” Jill said insistently.
    Damn, she’s cute. “Sorry, I think you have it all under control. I like it all so far. Great job.”
    “So, you don’t mind the dogs? I was worried about that.”
    The dogs? Damn, maybe he should have listened a little more. He had no objection to dogs, he actually loved animals. His mother never allowed him to have a dog growing up, or any pet, for that matter. He was tempted to ask Jill to review that part one more time then decided against it. His mother insisted the event be held on the family homestead if they were donating the wine. So she would have to accept the event as Jill planned, dogs and all. “I loved the idea.”
    Jill’s face filled with joy. At that moment he knew he would agree to anything. Whatever you want, you got it.
    “You didn’t say anything about the guest list.” Her eyes filled with hope.
    “My mother said she would be handling the setup and the catering. She’ll also be inviting a few of her closest friends, so I think it’s all covered.” Two weeks? This should be as interesting as hell. He had to warn her about his mother. Letting her enter the lion’s den unprepared wouldn’t be very kind. “Jill, about my mother . . .”
    Excitement beamed from her. “I can’t wait to meet her. She sounds lovely. It was so kind of her to let us hold this event at her home.”
    Lovely? Kind? Those words were never used when describing his mother. “Yes. Well, she likes to take control, and can be, well . . . overbearing at times.” That was the nicest way he could put it. Outright mean would have been a better fit.
    Jill took the information in stride. “I have an older sister like that. No problem.”
    Ross didn’t think her sister was anything like his mother, otherwise Jill couldn’t have turned out to be such a breath of fresh air. No, she was in for a rude awakening. At least she wouldn’t be alone. He would be by her side as well as his friends: Trent, Jon, and Drew. He made a mental note to remind Trent and Jon to prepare Elaine and Lizette for what they were walking into—hell. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as he thought. No . . . probably worse.
    “I guess that’s all settled then. Two weeks and this will be behind us.”
    By her deep sigh and relaxing posture, he believed they shared the same thought. Thank God.
    Since his earlier plans to wine, dine, and bed her hadn’t matched her plans by the look of her bedroom, he thought it better to start from the basics. “I haven’t eaten, would you like to join me for dinner?
    Her eyes widened as though she couldn’t believe her ears. She turned her head away so he couldn’t see her face. “That would be nice, thank you. Let me get my coat.”
    She left him sitting on the couch while she went into the bedroom. She is trying so hard to pretend she isn’t interested. Why? When she returned