Page 41 of My Forbidden Billionaire
The opening credits of Pride and Prejudice start to play, and I feel my heart swell with happiness. It’s been my favorite movie for years, and I can’t believe Jacob took the time to set up a private screening just for us.
I tuck my feet up under me on the couch, and Jacob sits down next to me, so close that I can feel his warmth seeping into me. His arm brushes against mine, sending shivers down my spine. I glance at him, and he meets my eyes with a small smile on his lips, before entwining his fingers with mine. I feel a flutter in my stomach as his hand rests on top of my own.
Could this night get any better?
As the movie continues, I slowly start to relax, and I realize how much I needed this. I needed someone to take care of me, to make me feel special, to remind me that life can still be beautiful, even after heartbreak.
And Jacob does just that.
He takes care of me in ways that no one else has ever done.
The space between us is crackling with unspoken energy. Our connection feels palpable, and I can’t resist the urge to move closer to him. Jacob responds by wrapping his arm around me, pulling me close so that my head rests on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat, steady and strong.
It feels like … home.
As each minute passes, I find it harder and harder to concentrate, my mind too consumed with him. I look up at him and our eyes lock.
I see the desire in his gaze, and I know that he feels it too.
“Josephine, I know we haven’t known each other very long, but there’s something about you,” he says, his voice low and husky. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the moment I saw you.”
My heart skips a beat. “I feel the same way.”
“But what about your job? I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize your position at the school.”
I know he’s right, but at this moment, I can’t seem to think about anything else but him. “I’ll figure something out,” I say. “My friends seem to think I’m being paranoid about the whole thing, anyway...” my voice trails off.
Jacob leans in closer, his lips hovering dangerously close to mine. “Good, because I don’t know if I can resist you any longer,” he murmurs, his hot breath caressing my skin.
“Then ... don’t,” I whisper before parting my lips in anticipation.
Jacob doesn’t hesitate, closing the distance between us and capturing my lips with his. I feel a jolt of electricity, my body responding to his touch in a way that surprises me. His kiss is gentle at first, exploring, savoring, but it quickly becomes more urgent, more desperate. It sets off fireworks inside of me. I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as our tongues dance together.
He tastes like red wine and a hint of mint, and it’s intoxicating.
I melt into him, relishing the feeling of his strong arms around me. All that exists is the two of us, lost in our passion. It’s like we’ve been waiting for this moment our entire lives.
Jacob moves his hand to my cheek, holding my face gently as he continues to kiss me. I savor the feeling of his lips on mine, the way his touch ignites a fire within me—as if trying to imprint this memory forever in my mind.
Eventually, we pull away, breathless with our eyes locked together. I can see the raw desire in Jacob’s eyes, and I know he can see it in mine too.
“Jo, I don’t want this night to end,” he says, his voice husky.
“I don’t either,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper. Jacob stands up and extends his hand, pulling me up from the couch.
“Come on,” he says, a mischievous grin on his face. “Let’s make the most of this private theater.”
I’m not sure what he has in mind, but I trust him completely. With a quick nod, I take his hand, and we make our way to the front of the theater. There’s a winding staircase leading up to the roof. Jacob takes my hand and leads me up the stairs to a small rooftop garden, secluded and peaceful. The scent of blooming flowers fills my nostrils, and I feel like we are in our own little world.
Jacob turns to me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Have you ever danced under the stars?” he asks, pulling me close to him.
I shake my head, my heart racing with anticipation. “No, I haven’t. But I’d love to.”
Jacob takes my hand, pulling me into his embrace. His strong, muscular arms wrap around me, and I feel like I’m melting into his warmth. The sound of soft music starts to play, coming from a hidden speaker. Jacob sways us gently to the rhythm, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony under the sparkling stars.
This feels like a fairy tale, and I can’t believe that it’s really happening.
I let myself get lost in the music and the moment, feeling his body close to mine, his breath warm against my skin. We dance for what feels like hours, moving together in perfect harmony. It’s like we were made for each other, and, at this moment, nothing else matters. All of my worries and fears fade away, replaced by a feeling of joy and contentment that I’ve never experienced before.