Only A Millionaire

Chapter 1o

BROOKE

Over  the  next  week,  Liam  and   I   managed  to  spend  a  lot  of  time
 
together. We'd  worked  a  few  shifts, but  the  majority  of  the  time, we

hung out together away from the restaurant.

    During  those  days, I  discovered   that   Liam   loved   food   just   as

much as I did.

     He'd come with me for my dinner with Evan and Miranda.

     And  I'd  accompanied  him  to  dinner  at  Xander  and   Samantha's

place.

    We'd  had  an  outstanding  meal  in  Boston   because   Liam   swore

that all the restaurants were better there. I  wasn't  sure  that  they  were

better. Sullivan's   served  some  pretty  amazing  food . But  the   restau-

rants were definitely fancier.

     Being  raised  poor  we  ate  whatever  we   could  afford  which  usu-

ally consisted of  a  casserole  we  could  throw  together  from  leftovers,

and lots of cheap sandwiches. It wasn't ideal  for  a  food-obsessed  kid,

but I hadn't really  thought  much  about  that  until  Liam  started  taking

me from one gastronomical  orgasm to  another.  I  was  pretty  sure  I'd

gained several pounds from the seven days, but  I  sure  as  hell  wasn't

going to complain.

    In  a  very  short  period  of  time, being  with  Liam  had  become  as

natural as breathing. So far, we'd held to our  agreement  of  getting  to

know  each  other  without  sex, but  I  went  to  bed  every  night  think-

ing about him, wanting him with  a  gnawing  pain  that  got  worse  and

worse with every day that passed.

    "I'm  getting  very  spoiled,"  I  muttered  to  myself  as  I  pulled  into

the driveway of Liam's house located outside of Amesport.

    Although   Liam  wasn't   the   type   of   guy   to   throw   around   his

wealth,  he  had  his  toys. When  he'd  renovated  his   childhood   resi-

dence, the new plans had included six garages  to  house  vehicles, and

every one of them  was  full.  I'd  refused  to  drive  the  expensive  shirts

cares, but I'd accepted  his  offer  to  drive  one  of  the  two  SUVs  he'd

housed in his garages.

     Life was just easier with a car.

    "Don't get used to it." I  reminded  myself  aloud  as  I  parked  on  the

asphalt beside. his house.

     I had no idea how this  fairy  tale  was  going  to  end.  I  trusted  Liam,

but we hadn't discussed my  departure, which  was  growing  closer  and

closer every day.

     I don't want to be destroyed when I have to leave.