A Dangerous Game: Making of a Billionaire

BLURB
Loretta Bishop thinks she's immune to love and the secrets of her past, too.

Loretta's troubled past is deeply buried, and that's where she wants it to stay. Forced to leave home in Utah as a pregnant teenager, Loretta spends years doing tough jobs, including a stint in a Nevada brothel, building a life for herself, eventually landing a position as a Las Vegas cocktail waitress. At 39, she's sexy, ambitious and confident. She's dated many men, but thinks her life's fine without a special partner.

Enter 22-year-old Bobby Kramer, whose wife of 16 months jilts him for her boss. Crushed Bobby needs to restart his life, a goal Loretta understands. Lucky for Bobby, Loretta, savvy beyond her thirty-nine years, takes the shy, handsome youngster under her wing and instructs him the on the wiles of interacting with people. The goal: develop Bobby's social and romantic skills and turn him into successful business and lady’s man.

At first, being with Bobby seems like a dream, but when Bobby proposes, Loretta panics. Feeling inadequate and ashamed of her past, she runs away. Now, it’s up to Bobby to apply what Loretta taught him to practical use. Will he succeed and parlay his new talents into love, wealth and power?
EXCERPT
Loretta stood at the door and gazed at me, a Mona Lisa like smile on her lips. As she sauntered over, the faint bouquet of a tangy perfume wafted over tickling my nostrils. She sat next to me, angled with her legs folded beside her on the couch the way women do.

When I first meet girls, women too, as Loretta is a grown woman, they make me extremely nervous. And here I was, with Loretta, a sexy middle aged woman wearing little clothing, in her apartment—a woman I'd known fifteen minutes max—having agreed to spend the night.

My hands were sweaty and I could barely breathe. And when she rested a hand on my shoulder, I nearly jumped through the roof. Jesus, I'm scared shitless!

Grasping my wine glass, I tipped it up and emptied the contents into my mouth. Calm down, she's Gary's good friend.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm. Nevertheless, chills ran through me, when she leaned close to my ear and spoke softly, "Bobby, there are two ways we can approach this—platonically or intimately."

Intimately?Why am I fighting it? As her fingers twirled a lock of my hair around her fingers, her other hand went to my thigh, conveying electric sensations all the way to the tip of my penis. Flashing a sexy smile, she snuggled even little closer, and my heart began palpitating when her breast pushed against my shoulder.

"Tell me, Bobby. What exactly are your goals?"

"I want to go back to school and be a—"

Loretta laughed. She had a nice laugh. "No, silly! What are your goals here—with me? Do you want me to help you to be a player, a Lothario or get enough confidence and presence to find the right girl and settle down again?"

I thought for a second. "I suppose I'd like to be a player until I can find someone special."

"Good. Let me ask you this. Your ex-wife left you for another man, right?"

"Yes, except we're still married."

"Alright, your wife's cheating on you and it hurts like hell, doesn't it?"

"Yes." Where is she going? "Why are you bringing this up?"