Page 52 of The Billionaire's Virgin

Chapter Seventeen

Reed

I woke feeling as though I had just dreamt the most magnificent dream of my life. I saw Taylor lying in my bed. She was naked, and her long blonde hair draped over her shoulders until it almost reached her nipples. She was looking at me with unadulterated lust, and her hand reached out and stroked my chest invitingly.

It was so clear, so bright and so vivid that it barely felt like a dream. In fact, the more I seemed to wake up, the clearer the vision became, and in my experience, that was not how dreams worked at all. I blinked my eyes open and looked around. My room was empty, and the sheets were a tumble beside me. I reached out to the glaringly empty space next to me.

Of course it felt real. It had been a memory, not a dream. Taylor and I had spent the night together, and what a gloriously beautiful night it was. We had had sex three times within the span of a few hours. I remembered the confession Taylor had made just before we had slept together the first time. I had no reservations about her being a virgin. A small part of me liked that I had been her first. It was an irrational feeling, but it made me feel special all the same.

I had noticed a slight change in her at some point the previous night. She had become reserved and distant without any warning. But I had managed to coax her out of her shell by kissing her until I saw a smile appear on her face.

I had forgotten so much in the last few years. I had been a father for so long, that I had almost forgotten that I had needs as a man too. I had desires and dreams and goals that were connected to the person I had been before Jenna. It took last night to reacquaint me with some of those lost dreams.

I got out of bed and pulled on my boxers. Then I walked to the bathroom and put my ear to the door, but it was clear that Taylor was not in there. For a second, I worried that she had packed up and taken off, so I decided to brush my teeth and then go investigate. I had just re-emerged from the bathroom when my door opened, and Taylor walked in.

She was back in her black sweats and a modest t-shirt. “You’re up,” she said.

“You’re dressed,” I said, pulling her towards me.

Taylor smiled. “I wanted to go and check on Jenna,” she said. “And I didn’t think it would be appropriate to be wearing your shirt when I did it.”

“Good thinking.” I nodded. “How is she?”

“Sleeping like an angel,” Taylor said.

“It is early,” I said. “Way too early to be up and about.”

I tried to pull her back into bed, but she resisted me. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she said hesitantly. “It’s just that… Jenna could wake up at any moment, and I don’t want her finding me in your room. That could be very confusing for her.”

“Oh… right.” I nodded, realizing that I hadn’t even thought about that.

I couldn’t help feeling touched, however. Obviously, Taylor’s first priority was still Jenna, and that meant the world to me. It still reminded me how lacking I was, however. I should have been the one to point that out.

“Maybe it’s best we head to the living room then.”

“Right.” Taylor nodded, as she tried to head for the door.

I pulled her back to me before she could leave and kissed her hard on the lips. “Just in case I don’t get to kiss you till tonight,” I said, giving her a little wink.

Taylor smiled and headed outside. I dressed quickly and then joined her in the living room. She seemed a little preoccupied, but I decided that she was just nervous. This whole relationship was completely new, and I was still her boss. She was probably feeling a little out of sorts. She was probably unsure how to navigate through this new reality.

“I want to take you out,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Out?” Jenna asked.

“On a date.” I nodded. “Without Jenna; just the two of us.”

Taylor smiled, and she looked genuinely pleased. “That actually sounds… great. I’d love that. But…”

“But?”

“I’m worried this will get complicated.”

“I think that ship has sailed, don’t you?” I pointed out. “We had a lot of sex last night.”

Taylor colored instantly and looked away from me self-consciously. “You’re my boss,” she said.