being ungrateful. If Luke did what Max said, it wouldn‘t have
been easy for him. It was him that was bringing out this foul
temper in her. She was crazy about the man, and he affected her
to the point of craziness. ―Oh God Max, I‘m sorry. I must sound
horrible.‖
Thankfully he seemed to relax. She‘d never witnessed any
sort of rise in his voice before, and certainly not toward her, so
she knew she angered him. He had every right to be upset with
her. ―Finals always stress me out. Then David went all ga-ga
when he saw you. I actually thought he liked me. It just seems
that when I start getting somewhere on my own, you waft in and
the world falls at your feet.‖
Of course it wasn‘t the whole truth, but it seemed to work
because he finally gave her a sinfully delicious grin. The same
grin she had wished for earlier, now she wished she didn‘t. It
caused her stomach to momentarily spasm and she was thankful
she was in the car not standing when he did it, because there was
no way she‘d be able to keep upright. His deep voice may have
caused a quiver to go up her spine, but that grin ran through her
whole body like a vibration. Despite her condition she was
amazed that her voice sounded as steady as it did when she
continued her explanation. .―Now I know he‘s just like the rest of
them that only want to date me because I know you.‖ She waved
a submissive hand and slumped in the leather seat feeling like a
complete ass.
―Is that what you think? The world stops for Maximilian
King?‖ he said with a glitter of amusement, erasing the
annoyance he felt earlier.
She shrugged, ―Always seems that way when you walk in
a room.‖ She mumbled. ―The men suck up like there‘s no
tomorrow, and the woman do everything shy of stripping off
their clothes in a public place to get your attention.‖
11
Lietha Wards
―God Lily, what an exaggeration!‖ He chuckled while
turning on the car and pulling back out onto the road. ―If that
were true, you would have made a pass at me a long time ago.
I‘ve spent more time with you than any other woman in my life.‖
He said absently choosing not to look at her to see her expression
because she would see his. If Lily made a pass at him, he
certainly wouldn‘t turn her down. He hadn‘t seen her in over a
month and if it was possible that she‘d grown more beautiful in
her absence, she did. She must be about twenty now, and she
had developed into a gorgeous woman. Of course he always
thought she was, but with his plans coming into focus on his real
intentions for her, she was even more appealing and not in the
little sister of a best friend way.
He wanted her.
Lily thought her heart just tripled its pace at that
confession and she turned away and looked out the side window
so he couldn‘t see the vulnerable expression on her face. First of
all she wouldn‘t know how to make a pass at him and it certainly
wasn‘t for lack of wanting to. She‘d never had a steady boyfriend,
and beyond a simple kiss here or there, had no idea of flirting or
intimacy. It seemed that whenever she mentioned something to
Luke about a potential beau by coincidence Max would walk into
her life and the beau would turn into an ass kissing puppet. Yet,
that confession, as brief as it was, nearly liquefied her internal
organs.
―Are we okay?‖ he slanted her a look after he hid his
expression of desire. In the past, he‘d always kept an emotional
distance from Lily treating her as his friend‘s little sister, but this
summer things were going to change, especially if she was with
him every minute of every day. There was no way in hell he
could ignore her.
―Sorry.‖ She said sheepishly, I don‘t know what got into
me.‖ He gave her an easy grin and turned his attention back to
12
The Billionaire‘s Secret Desire
the road. Max was a naturally dominant male through to the
bone. To a man, he was intimidating, but to a woman, his
demeanour screamed sexual perfection. He was confident,
arrogant and highly intelligent so it was justified. Lily knew from
an early age that God made him to torture her sex. Even now,
while concentrating on the road in front of him he was appealing.
His masculine features were perfection, a strong square jaw,
straight aristocratic nose, sensual masculine mouth and those
bloody eyes that could drag a confession from a corpse. Also, he
had a body that you could fathom on a triathlon competitor. She
would know, she‘d been at his house when they‘d used the pool,
thankful that someone had invented sunglasses to stop her eyes
from flying out of her head. If Adonis walked the earth, he would
be a spitting image all beautiful and muscular, and moving with a