The Billionaire Wins the Game(29)

“I thought tonight was a great time for a swim,” he replied back to her and took off at a fast pace across the pool. Amy stayed there holding on to the edge of the pool, trying to decide if she wanted to finish off her laps or just get out.

She was about to get out of the pool, when she decided she wasn’t letting him chase her out early. She started her laps again and finished her set amount. When Amy climbed back out, Lucas was still swimming.

She went over to the hot tub, which was a part of her routine. She sat down and let the hot water wash her worries away. Amy knew the moment Lucas joined her in the tub. Her head was back and her eyes were closed, but she could feel him there.

She didn’t say a word. She just pretended like he didn’t exist. If he wanted to make her uncomfortable he was doing a great job but she wasn’t going to show it.

At least she thought she was doing a great job at not showing it. Her body could hide nothing in her swim suit though. He was eyeing her nipples at the moment and they were pebbled into hard points looking as if they were bursting to break free of the suit. He was more than willing to accommodate her with that.

She sat in the tub for a few more moments and then decided enough was enough. The hot water normally eased all the tension away in her body’s sore muscles but she’d sat there tensed and was sorer than when she’d gotten in.

She climbed out quickly, wrapping the towel she had nearby around herself. She didn’t turn to say anything to him, just headed off to the locker-room to get changed. She had to get out of there quickly.

Lucas was glad she’d decided to get out of the tub. He had to wait for her to leave, because he couldn’t have hid the evidence of how she affected him and he was ready to get her upstairs.

He quickly got out of the tub and dressed in record time. He then headed for the lobby and chatted with Fred for a little while. She finally emerged, looking shocked to see him still standing there. She then narrowed her eyes and stomped like a child throwing a temper tantrum to the elevators.

“How was the pool, Ms. Harper?” Fred asked her.

“It was just what the doctor ordered,” she answered him. “I’m bushed though. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she told him, as she pushed the elevator button.

The second the doors opened she stepped in and quickly pushed her floor’s number. When it started to close, she breathed a sigh of relief, until Lucas jumped in at the last second.

“Is there something you needed to speak to me about?” she decided to throw out to him. “Or do you just follow all employees to their homes and act like a stalker?” she spat, no longer having any patience for the new game he’d decided to play.

“Stalker?” he questioned her. “I happen to live here too Amy or did you not notice my parking place?” he lifted his brow at her.


“You live here?” she asked dumbfounded. Why in the world would he live in the apartments when he could live anywhere he wanted? She looked at him without knowing how to reply to this latest information.

She hadn’t seen him around the building and she’d assumed he had his own parking place because he did a lot of business there with the clients that came and went.

“Yes,” was all he said in reply to her question.

“But why would you live in an apartment when you can have a house?” she let her curiosity overrule her need to not speak to him.

“I prefer the apartment because I’m a busy man and here I don’t have to worry about keeping up a property,” he said in explanation.

She just snorted quietly. Like he would have to worry about the upkeep anyway. He would hire minions to do any of his grunt work. He wasn’t the type of man who would pull the lawn mower out of the garage and take it for a spin around the yard. She shrugged and went back to ignoring him.

The door opened on her floor and he stepped out with her. That was when she figured out he was the one who lived in the other apartment on her floor. How had she not figured that out in the few months she’d been there already? They worked and lived in the same place and she had no idea he was living a few feet away from her.

She was going to have an even worse time sleeping now, knowing how very close he was to her and yet how very far away. Why couldn’t she get over the man?

She picked up her step and almost ran to her door. She was having difficulty with the lock, when he stepped up behind her and took the key. His body brushed hers and she just about jumped out of her skin.

He felt so good against her, if only for a moment. He took her key and slipped it into the lock, rubbing against her the whole time. His scent was surrounding her, making her miss his touch.

The door finally opened and she slipped inside, turning with her hand out for the key. He looked at her for a moment and slipped in, shutting the door behind him. How much was she supposed to take? Her willpower was slipping quickly.

“May I please use your bathroom? Then we need to talk about a few things.” He didn’t even wait for an answer. He just headed towards her bathroom. She leaned against the door and tried to strengthen her willpower. She could handle this. She handled it fine at work. Her apartment was no different, she tried to convince herself. She really, really wanted a stiff drink right then.

She rubbed her belly and smiled softly. Don’t worry little one, mama won’t poison you, she thought. She would just have to be strong.

Lucas took a deep breath walking to the bathroom. He could be civilized. Maybe they could even start some kind of relationship. He wasn’t very good with being in a commitment but he thought he was willing to try. He couldn’t stop thinking about her so there had to be something there worth pursuing. That was far more than many other people had going into something new.