Billionaire's Stripper novel Chapter 34

"Take a word of advice," she whispered.

"He's a rich playboy who gets bored quickly. Whatever little fling you have won't last long."

"That's the message women keep giving me lately. He told me he had sex with you. What the two of you had together is in the past. However, I believe my man when he says he only wants me." I smiled.

"I'm not sure Hayden gives the keys to his condo to every woman he meets. That shit is in the past. I know I'm the woman who gets Mr. Hayden Gaster, the man every woman wants and can't have because he's mine now." My eyebrow raised.

"I would like a red apple, cranberry and vodka on the rocks and a bottle of water."

Her facial expression read pure bitterness. "I can bring your refreshments to you."

"No, I can wait. I don't want you spitting in my drink."

Hayden's sexy ass stepped out of the bedroom. "What's going on?"

"Nothing just a little girl talk," I smiled.

"Everything is fine Mr. Gaster. I'm preparing her refreshments."

Hayden grabbed the red apple off the counter. "Baby, you have to eat more than this. We don't eat dinner for a few hours."

I pulled him toward me, squeezing him tight. His cologne dangled under my nose, making my knees weak. I smiled at Arodia. She looked away.

Hayden stepped back. "Make Lydia a turkey sandwich and a salad."

I didn't argue with Hayden. I picked up the red apple and vodka off the counter.

"Lydia, I will be out in a moment."

"Ok," I replied over my shoulder.

I don't drink often. I needed a drink. Taking the edge off felt good. The vodka and cranberry was refreshing. Hayden reclined in the seat next to me.

"Baby, I want you to be comfortable. This is my plane if you want to walk around barefoot wearing a pair of thongs, that's cool."

"Hayden!"

"Just joking baby. I do want you to be comfortable."

Kicking off my sneakers, I pulled my feet under me enjoying lunch. Hayden ate his pasta, sipping on a glass of vodka.

I was taking in my beautiful day filled with Mr. Sexy. I wanted to get loose for him before we landed. Arodia appeared removing our plates.

"Is there anything I can get either of you?"

"Yes, refresh our drinks then don't disturb us until the end of the flight."

"Yes, sir."

I glanced out the window chuckling. Arodia brought our drinks then retired to the galley.

"Hayden, let's toast to having a fun weekend."

We clinked our glasses together. I sipped my drink savoring the taste of cranberries.

"Lydia, I have meetings tomorrow. They should end at 2 p.m. I've arranged a spa day for you."

"Hayden, I thought this was a relaxation trip. I wanted us to get massages together."

"Next trip baby. All pleasure no work."

"Hayden, do you promise."

Fuck, he broke me. I could barely stand. He pulled me into his arms. My tongue dove into his mouth as I melted into his arms. I loved tasting myself. "Hayden, tonight." My eyes brightened.

"Not tonight, baby. It's going to happen soon. I need to make you completely mine."

My forehead rested against his as I stared into his blue eyes. "I want to give myself to you, completely."

"Good. Once you're my wife we'll make love. Ok?"

I shook my head. Hayden helped me back into my clothes. I laid in his arms staring out the window.

"We are going to tear up the streets of London."

"Finally, you tell me where we are," I smiled.

I couldn't tear my eyes from the beautiful view of London as we landed.

"What airport is this?"

"London Luton."

Hayden held my hand as we walked across the tarmac into the beautiful airport. A man carried my two bags along with Hayden's luxurious luggage.

"Hayden, are you sure my money is safe in my bag," I whispered.

"Yes, Lydia. I will have him place your bag in the back seat with us."

"Thank you," I rubbed his arm as we approached the counter.

Maybe, I should have asked Hayden to give me the money when we returned to the states. I'm still in shock he gave me all that money. Something tells me he's trying to prove a point. Like the one looming over our relationship, how he can take care of me. A beautiful pearl Bentley awaited us curb side outside the airport. Hayden hid behind his dark aviator sunglasses while taking a business call as we drove through downtown London. The streets were lined with beautiful clothing stores, exquisite restaurants, and pubs. Hayden held my hand as we crossed the street, strolling into a lavish dress shop.