Chase Part 2: A New Adult and College Billionaire Romance (Chase Me Billionaire Romance Series)

by Grey, Chloe

  Meaghan left to get their drinks. She couldn’t help wondering what her life would have been like if her mom hadn’t died when she was so young. Would they have had the same type of relationship? Chase was growing closer to his mom with every week that passed. She was so happy for him, but from time to time, she couldn’t help being slightly envious too.

  The thought of her mom bribing her with a chocolate milkshake to get her to have all her dinner, was something that made her smile. Once she had the drinks prepared, she went back to the table.

  “Here we are.” She placed the wine glasses in front of the adults, and the juices in front of the children, and went back for the decanter of wine.

  “Have you decided what you want to eat?” she asked after she poured their wine.

  “Can we have a little bit longer for that?” the mother asked. “Whenever we visit San Diego, we come here for dinner. I want to make sure I don’t have the same entree I’ve had before. Everything is so tasty here.”

  “Of course.” Meaghan stepped over to another group that had just walked in, and went through her usual spiel.

  Saying the same thing over and over again was often tiring. There were days when Meaghan thought about changing her approach, but she didn’t want to upset her boss. He was the sort of person who liked to control everything, and each server was expected to follow a protocol.

  She immediately decided the three young men at the table in front of her might be difficult customers. They kept staring at her breasts and muttering to each other. They made it difficult for her to get their orders.

  “What do you suggest we have?” one of the men inquired as he glanced down at the menu.

  A lobotomy, she thought. Luckily, Meaghan had never been the sort of person to say things like that out loud, although there were days when it really was tempting. “That depends on whether you feel like a hot drink or a cold one.”

  “It’s too hot in this place for a hot drink.”

  Was that meant to be flirtatious? It was terrible, if it was, and maintaining her smile wasn’t an easy thing for her to do.

  He looked down at the menu. “Do you make mixed drinks that aren’t on the menu? Or does someone else do it?”

  Meaghan had a feeling she was going to regret answering that question. “That depends on how busy we are.” Going for something neutral seemed the sensible thing to do. “What would you like?”

  “You have so many options. I think it’s going to take us a little while longer.”

  What a surprise. As Meaghan returned to the first table, she sensed the three guys were staring at her ass, but she ignored it. At an upscale place like this, if they got out of hand, Jeff would take care of it.

  “Hi, again. Sorry for taking so long. Have you decided on what you’d like?”

  “Yes, we have, and you don’t need to apologize.” The woman glanced over at the other table, where the three guys were chuckling amongst themselves. “I can’t imagine what it must be like to have to deal with people like that.”

  “It’s my job. The only thing we can do is be polite.” Meaghan shrugged. “Most of my customers are nice and easy to deal with.”

  “I could never be a waitress.” The mother looked back at her menu, and made her order for everyone at the table.

  “And a chocolate milkshake, please.” The little girl added.

  When the mother nodded, Meaghan put the milkshake down as well. “Coming right up,” she said to the little girl, winking.

  Little Becca grinned. “Thank you.”

  Meagan stepped away to put in the order at the back.

  Jeff sauntered over and stood beside her. “Do you want me to get rid of those three idiots?” he asked in a hushed tone.

  “No, Jeff. I can deal with them.” She glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow. “What do you think I do when you aren’t here?”

  “I know, but I hate seeing it.”

  “Don’t worry. I can handle them. This is my job. I’m good at it, I think. Dealing with guys like that is a part of it, and as much as I appreciate the offer, if you kicked them out they’d only tell their friends.”

  “How is that a bad thing?”

  “If they tell their friends, and their friends tell their friends, well, we won’t have much business, will we?”

  “That’s true. Well, tell me if they get out of hand. I won’t have anyone mess with you.” He paused and added, “Or any of my staff.”

  “Leave it to me. I’ll deal with them, okay?”

  “Alright.” He smiled at her. “You really are wonderful, Meg.” He brushed some errant strands of hair away from her face, which was way too forward to her. She pulled away slightly. “Have you thought any more about going on that date with me?”

  “I’ve thought about it. The answer is still no, Jeff. I’m with someone.”

  “I told you. I don’t mind. We’re young. We can have a little fun. Take as long as you need. I can wait.”

  Shaking her head, her face flushed. Meaghan went to check on the three men, who continued to chat quietly amongst themselves. “Ready to order?”

  “We were hoping you’d be able to suggest a flavor of milkshake.” The man winked, and the other two laughed.

  It was going to be a long day.

  Chapter 7

  Chase walked into Meaghan’s bedroom. It was late. She looked like she was fast asleep. He didn’t want to wake her, so he turned to go sleep in his own bed. Before he could step away, the mattress creaked.

  She murmured softly, “Hi baby.”

  “Hi hun.”

  “What time is it?”

  “After ten.”

  “Where are you going?”

  “To bed. Did I wake you when I came home?”

  “Of course you did.” Yawning, she sat up in the darkened room. Light from the streets peeked in between the curtains. “How did your shift go?”

  “It was weird.” He was going to do everything he could to avoid discussing the auto shop. He didn’t want to get into another disagreement. Things had been going so well. He preferred peace. “Around seven, I started feeling really tired. Now, I’m not tired at all. I feel like I could be up all night.”

  “You’ll start feeling tired when you relax. Come here and cuddle me.”

  “Do you really want me in your bed?”

  “Of course I do. Come here.”

  Their eyes met. “I thought I was going to be grilled again.” Without stopping to think about what he was doing, he stripped off his clothes. “After last night, it seemed as though you had to know every little detail about where I work.”

  As he slipped into the bed, she sighed. “I do and I don’t.”

  She was studying him. He did his best not to squirm.

  “I get the sense something’s not right about where you work, hun.”

  “What makes you think so?”

  “Well the hours, for one. Most mechanic shops don’t open all hours like that place. And the money she gave us. The cars. I don’t know. I’m just worried, I guess.”

  “I hear you, Meg. But a month ago, we moved here and had no means of surviving. Now we do.” He paused and thought about the best way to tell her how he felt. “Look. I have my suspicions too, Meg. I just don’t think my mother would put me in the middle of anything illegal.”

  She seemed to think about it, and nodded.

  Chase didn’t know how to reply. “What would you want me to do if it’s not a legitimate place to work?”

  “Quit before it’s too late.” She cuddled close to him. “I was thinking about this last night. I love you, and it may take a while to find another job, but I don’t want anything happening to you.”

  The way she looked up at him, Chase felt the urge to kiss her. He reached down and ran a hand over her hair. “It won’t. You know I love you, right?”

  Meaghan nodded.

  “I promise you if I find anything suspicious going on there, I’ll quit. Okay?” He leaned over and kissed her.

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sp; “Sure.”

  He stroked her hair away from her face, trying not to let his emotions show too much.

  “I hope you’re right, Chase.”

  “I hope so too.”

  “Because I need you.”

  Instead of relying on words, he got under the covers, pulled her in closely and kissed her again. His lips pressed hard against hers, and she seemed to melt and soften against him.

  He slipped his hand beneath her pajama top, cupping her breast. “Now let me take care of this hot body of yours.”

  Chase slid over her. He liked being on top of her. He could look down into her eyes, and feel her leg wrap around his hips. He stroked his finger over her hipbone. “I’ve been thinking of getting another tattoo.”

  “What? I thought you said you were done with them. Why do you want another one?”

  “I have no idea. I just want one. I think they look good on me.”

  Meghan shook her head. “Yeah, all this summer sun is getting to you. Where do you want it?”

  “Below my collarbone. Don’t you think it would be sexy? I was thinking of something Irish on my arm. Did you know that my last name is Irish? Connors means Wolf Kin and we’re supposed to be descendent of King Connaught. We even have a family crest.”

  “I never knew that.”

  “Me neither. I googled it form my phone on my lunch break today. I was looking at designs online. They can look really good, if you find a good tattoo artist. Not like the hack that did yours at the party.”

  “Don’t remind me, honey.”

  He held on to her hip near the spot and laughed. “I don’t have to. It’s doing a good job all by itself.”

  She huffed, knowing he was joking from the tone in his voice. But she wasn’t sure if he was serious about the tattoo or not. “Well you know you don’t need my permission, honey. How about we talk about it when I’m not so sleepy? I thought we were about to do something else.”

  Smiling, he kissed her again. The conversation came to an end, as the two of them focused on each other. He stroked a finger over her stomach and felt her shiver. It was one of the things he knew she liked. He had come to know exactly what to do in order to arouse her. They both had simple tastes, but were always open to new and interesting things.

  “Sweetheart?”

  “Yes?”

  “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever set eyes on.”

  His thumb found her clit under the sheets, and she moaned as he stroked it.

  Her mouth opened, probably to reply, but her mind had gone to another world. He dipped his head under the sheets and raised her pajama top, using his tongue to make contact with her nipple.

  “God, I want you, Chase.” She spread her legs underneath him. “I don’t want to wait. Come inside me right now. Please baby.”

  He was hard and ready, so he did what she asked. She groaned when he slipped inside her, and gently slid her hand up his chest.

  “I love you, Chase.”

  “I love you too.”

  He felt her wrap her legs tight around him. He was deep inside her now. She seemed unable to stop herself from making that sexy low growl that drove him wild. He picked up his rhythm, staring darkened eyes down into hers, the two of them entwined in a way he never thought was possible, tucked away in their own little world.

  Her climax slowly took over her body. For a second, maybe a little longer, her channel clenched around him, and released, and tightened again, and seemed to flutter, as it milked and massaged his shaft. Her body shook as she came again and again. Her legs gave way from around his waist and came to rest on the bed just as he came.

  When he collapsed on top of her, she murmured, “That was… wonderful.”

  “It felt amazing being inside you, baby.” He lay there as she stroked her fingers over his back. “There is only one bad thing about not using a condom.”

  Meaghan giggled weakly. “The cleanup afterward.”

  “Yeah.”

  “But you know I’m on the pill, so it’s okay.”

  He looked at her. “Unless…”

  “What are you thinking?”

  “Maybe I could carry you to the shower. That would make everything easier.”

  Before Meaghan tried to stop him, that was exactly what he did. He was a lot stronger now that he worked every day at the shop. He picked her up with no difficulty. Once they reached the shower, he turned it on, with her still in his arms.

  “You can put me down now, big boy.”

  “One second.” He stepped into the shower with her. “There we go. Much easier.” Their lips met. “I hope you weren’t planning on going back to sleep.”

  ***

  “How about we do something relaxing together when we have a day off together?” Meaghan asked when they were back in bed. “We could go hiking again.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “Interested in having sex outside again?” “You looked so gorgeous up against that tree.”

  “Like the pixie I am, right?”

  “Well, it’s the truth.”

  “Tell you what. I’ll do it again, at night, of course, if we can do it on the Harley.”

  “Seriously?” he asked, surprised she would suggest something that risqué.

  “Yes. You always look so good when you climb off that bike. And it feels so good, all that power underneath us...”

  “Wow.”

  “What?” she looked up at him from her fantasy of actually making out on the bike.

  “I never knew you’d enjoy riding it that way.”

  “Neither did I,” she admitted. “But I heard it’s the best part of owning one.”

  “Who’d you hear that from?”

  “Debbie.”

  “That’s a little too much information, Meg.”

  “Well, you asked.”

  “I was hoping you’d say it was from some magazine, or an online article or something. Promise me something.”

  “What?”

  “Never bring up another person’s name in reference to anything to do with sex, especially when we’re in bed. Deal?”

  She laughed. “You’re crazy.”

  He slid down to her breasts and kissed a nipple. “Promise me,” he said, blowing on it, then nipping it gently.

  She hissed. “Okay, baby. I promise.”

  “Good. Now flip over.”

  “What?”

  “I want you on all fours, Meaghan.”

  He smacked her ass when she did as he said.

  “What are you going to do to me, hun?” she asked in a soft voice, blinking back at him with feigned innocence.

  “Make you scream before you fall asleep.” Chase answered.

  “I could scream right now and then we can go straight to sleep,” she teased.

  “Yes, but then you’d miss out from all this goodness,” he said, pointing back at himself.

  “Oh, but I get it all the time. I won’t miss out.”

  “Wrong answer.” He lifted her hips up, and she got to her knees.

  She let out a low moan. “What’s the right answer, baby?”

  “It’s the same as every night. It’s you saying my name on your lips, and begging for more, remember?”

  She bit on her lips. “Yes baby.”

  “Are you super tired?” he asked as he kneeled behind her. He pressed his cock between her ass cheek, and let it rest there, waiting for her answer.

  “I was.” Her voice was husky and hoarse. “But now that you’re there…”

  “Yes? Now what?” He slid a hand up her side, and let it come to rest on her ribs, just inches from one of her breasts. He moved his other hand to her lower stomach, and let a finger circle just above her mound.

  She whimpered. “Now I’m tired and horny, baby.”

  “Sorry I didn’t hear you.”

  “Fuck me, Chase. Come inside me now, please.”

  “Okay.”

  He flicked her clit and positioned himself. “God, Meg. You’re so wet this time. So hot and r
eady for me.”

  She fisted the bedsheets with both hands, pushing back on his cock as he eased inside. She rocked her hips to feel him move deeper each time he ground into her.

  “Oh God…” she groaned.

  Chase gripped her hips with both hands and picked up the pace. She was already close to coming. Meaghan’s body shuddered under him when her first orgasm ripped through her. She dipped her head down to the pillow. The new angle of impact must have hit her g-spot. She wailed into the pillow when she came again. Her body clenched so tightly around his cock this time, it awakened his beast. With two deep penetrations, he erupted his release deep within her.

  He pulled out slowly, and fell to the bed beside her.

  “Sleep, baby,” she said softly.

  “Good night,” he answered, kissing her cheek one last time before he closed his eyes.

  Chapter 8

  Chase entered the auto shop and got to work. There was a customer already sitting in the waiting area. As he changed the oil in a Subaru, he thought about what Meaghan said, about being careful here. So far, he had not seen anything too suspicious, but he knew there was more going on that he had been shown.

  There were nights a new detail of workers would show up as he was leaving. Some of them he had never met before. They looked mean, and never smiled or looked him right in the eye. And once, there was an exotic car dropped off just as he was about to wrap up for the day. The manager had told him it only needed a tune-up, and he could take care of it the next day. But when he had shown up for work the next morning—and he was the first one in, coming to think of it—it wasn’t there anymore.

  After he finished the oil change, he carefully pulled the car out of the garage and parked it, so the customer would be able to access it easily once she’d paid the front counter staff.

  A moment later, David called out across the garage, “Chase, got a job for you.”

  “What do you need?”

  “You got a couple of belts here that need replacing. Then I want you to test the alternator, just in case there’s a problem. I’ve got to take care of something, so Oliver will cover for me today.”

  Because this particular job was so easy, and came so naturally to him, he found his mind wandering to Meaghan. He had not expected his wage to be as high as it ended up. He wondered if his mother had anything to do with it. Sighing, he picked up another wrench. He needed an explanation.