Rendezvous With My Best Friend's Billionaire Brother
I had never seen him like this before; he was always in tailored, million-dollar business suits.
"I don't lie," he murmured. He reached out, his rough thumb gently wiping a cold tear from my cheek. His touch felt hot against my freezing skin.
"Then prove it," I dared him, the alcohol erasing every single ounce of common sense in my brain. "Kiss me."
Alexander's hand froze on my cheek.
He closed his eyes for a second, a muscle ticking in his jaw like he was fighting a losing battle against his own restraint. "I have had way too much to drink tonight to be a gentleman, Chloe. Don't start something you can't finish."