Billionaire's Stripper novel Chapter 45

"Now, wait a damn minute! Why the rush?"

"My father doesn't know. No one has met her. She is a stripper and college student. She's graduating with a degree in Computer Science. She refuses to stop stripping until she pays off her father's medical bills this summer. We've already agreed she has to stop stripping in August."

"Hayden, you've got a stubborn woman on your hands." He laughed.

"I see you love the chase. Hayden you don't have to marry the first woman you fall in love with."

"I understand. She is the woman I want to be with."

"Hayden, I know there is more. I'm listening."

I paused.

"She is a virgin. She said we can wait three years to get married and can even have sex now. I don't want that with her. I want her to be my wife when she loses her virginity to me."

"Your cousins Bryce and Howell Jr. joke about you. They say you have a way with taking a woman's virginity. They said you convince them without any strings attached." He wore a sly smile.

This is our guy talk in my family. I know my grandfather is old, but he was young once. His stories should be written in a book for all to read. The book would make one hell of a page turner. We love listening to my grandfather share his stories about the ladies he chased in his hay day.

"Yeah, I get that. I only feel bad about taking my prom dates virginity. The others, I was straight up with them. They knew I didn't want a relationship and no strings."

"How did that work out for you?"

I slipped my fingers through my hair taking the dangling strand that often hangs in my face whipping it back in line. "They were clingy as shit. I don't want to be punished for the rest of my life for being a cold-hearted bastard."

I leaned forward. "Grandfather when I first saw Lydia, I knew she was the one. I get it I've never been in love before, but I'm in love with her."

"Send me a picture of her."

I emailed him a picture.

He stared at the picture for a moment.

"Hayden, she is a fucking fox."

I smiled. "Thanks."

"As a man, when that feeling hits you, there is no stopping you from going after what you want. Your grandmother had me by the balls when I first laid eyes on her, so I understand. I will have the attorneys draw up the paperwork right away." My grandfather's eyes darted toward the door.

"Well hello, Lydia!"

I turned, Lydia was entering the room. Her smile was wide. "Hello."

"Lydia, this is my grandfather, Harrison Gaster Sr."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Gaster." She pointed her finger toward the door. "I can step out."

"No, have a seat. This discussion is about you. I understand congratulations is in order. You and Hayden are getting married."

"Thank you."

"I will have our attorney's draw up the prenup. Hayden will have an attorney go over the document with you before you sign."

"I understand."

"Lydia, you thought I was stepping down from my company?"

Her head dropped. "Yes. I thought you were conferencing your dad. I wondered if your clients told him what happened. I didn't want you to step down. I was coming to interject."

"I was going around my father. My grandfather is a tough old man but fair. He wants my happiness that's all. We are flying to Vegas the following Wednesday to get married. We will fly out for our Honeymoon that Thursday. We will return that Sunday."

"Hayden, I'm not working again?"

"Nope, if you want to go to work this coming week it is up to you. The following week you will not work because we will be flying high, baby."

"I'll pay your boss again. Sit at home and relax. Do nothing. Just be Lydia."

Lydia smiled brightly again. She leaned across the table kissing my lips.

London was fun. Lydia and I had lunch with friends then went sight-seeing. It was nice. Just Lydia and I getting to know each other. I learned she hates racoons. We sat on a bench near a fountain in downtown London eating ice cream.

"I'll say it again, I absolutely hate racoons. We were barbequing in the backyard one summer day. We walked in and out of the house several times, which is how the racoon snuck into the house. The bastard ransacked the kitchen while we were sleep. I called animal control to come and remove him. He didn't just eat and run. He tried making our attic his home. It was scary. He thought he was going to bring his family into our house." She tossed her head to the side.

"I was like, hell no! He's got to go."

I bent over laughing. Lydia can be animated sometimes.

"What about you? Are you afraid of any insects or animals?"

"I stayed with my grandparents some summers and I've seen too much. I was terrified of the tarantula on my grandfather's farm. I never knew where he was going to show up. I was ten when I stumbled upon it the last time. I was feeding my horse in the stable when I saw him creep past out of the corner of my eye. He disappeared into the stall. I was afraid he was going to bite my horse. I cried bloody murder. I was afraid for me and my horse. After throwing a fit, my grandfather told me I had to kill it. I pleaded with my grandfather. I asked him to let me do anything, but that. He wouldn't let me run off. I had to kill it."