Ensnared (The Accidental Billionaires #1)(18)

“I didn’t like you,” I said bluntly.

“You don’t know me,” he argued. “And you have no reason to dislike me.”

I stared into the darkness for a few minutes, contemplating his statement.

He’d pretty much cleared up why he’d left me waiting in his office. He didn’t want to sell the land I wanted, but it wasn’t like he had to do anything he didn’t want to do. He said he had his reasons, and the acreage in the backcountry obviously had some deep meaning to him personally. And I could hardly fault him because he had extreme hobbies. It was his life. He had a right to do whatever he wanted.

“You’re right,” I finally muttered. “We don’t have much in common, but that’s no reason to dislike you.”

“You’re attracted to me, and you don’t like that,” he said. “Do I scare you, Jade?”

“Sometimes,” I confessed, the total darkness making me braver.

“Why?”

Because every time I see you, I get mesmerized. I want to crawl up your gorgeous body and ease the painful ache I have every time you’re near me.

“Because I don’t like losing control,” I finally answered. “I’m not the type of woman who makes any man drool. Brooke was always the more feminine one. I was a tomboy, remember?”

“Maybe you like being outdoors, but you’re gorgeous, Jade. You have a natural beauty that would knock some guys on their asses.”

“Like you?”

“Especially me,” he confessed. “You’re so connected with nature and the wildlife you’re fighting to protect. I love the way you handle an axe, and I’m in awe that you can identify nearly any plant. It makes you pretty irresistible.”

I couldn’t help it. I laughed out loud. “Eli, there aren’t a whole lot of men who find a dirt-smudged woman with no makeup, and who chronically has bad-hair days, all that pretty.”

“Not another comment about how you look, or I swear I’ll swing down into your bed and make you realize just how damn fuckable you really are,” he growled.

Every part of me wanted to say something that would make Eli bring his ripped body into my bed, but I still had a tiny portion of common sense, so I stayed quiet for a moment before I simply answered, “Okay. I’ll stop.”

“Damn!” he said hoarsely.

He sounded so disappointed that I smiled into the darkness and changed the subject. “So how did you get so comfortable with being a celebrity?”

“I’m not a celebrity,” he said. “I was born rich. So I pretty much grew up in a privileged world. But I never really wanted to be noticed. It just . . . happened.”

I rolled my eyes, even though he couldn’t see me. “Please. Every news organization loves to show you doing your extreme hobbies, or talk about how you’re one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. You’re not exactly what I’d call a low-profile billionaire.”

“Now I want to be noticed sometimes, especially when I’m raising funds for charity.”

I supposed getting attention for his causes was probably worth being in the public eye. “Do you like the publicity?”

“You probably won’t believe me, but I actually don’t. I’m a private kind of guy. But I’m willing to sacrifice some of my privacy for a good cause. Sometimes I have to keep the crazy going.”

Keep the crazy going?

It was an interesting way to refer to his insane hobbies and fund-raising.

He hesitated before he said, “You’ll get used to having money, Jade. It doesn’t change who you are, and once you start enjoying the benefits of being a billionaire, you just might find out it isn’t so bad.”

“I’d like to travel,” I mused. “And I do like raising money for my charity. I wouldn’t mind doing as much as I can for other fund-raisers.”

“I can teach you what billionaires can do for fun. And then I can show you how we can make a difference in the world. Give me some of your time, and I promise that I’ll make you feel differently about having money,” he said gruffly.

“By taking me to dinner in a nice place?” I asked curiously. There was something very appealing about having someone to show me the billionaire ropes, because I was clueless as to how I could become a good philanthropist.

“Among other things,” he answered. “Give me ten days, Jade. I can take that much time off. I might have emergencies come up, but I’ll otherwise be at your disposal. I can help you get used to being rich, and prove that it doesn’t change you.”

My heart tripped. I couldn’t imagine spending every single day with Eli for over a week. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted. Eli seemed to understand my fears about the money, and I could talk to him. “I have classes,” I argued.

“No, you don’t,” he replied smugly. “I bought them all out for the next month. I was hoping you’d agree to spend some time with me.”

“I know I had some people who wanted to sign up.”

“Classes were already booked. Those potential students got pushed to the following month.”

“How in the world did that happen? How did you manage to buy out all the classes?”

“I have a lot of friends in San Diego,” he answered. “And I was desperate.”