Captain Billionaire

Harper

My best friend is getting married to a billionaire. Yeahwith a capital B. I'm beyond ecstatic for her, really. I mean, it's not every day a frugal living expert such as myself gets to fly on a private plane with a devastatingly handsome pilotwho I might have fallen head over heels for in about a second. This guy is funny, sweet, gorgeous, and he got me from virgin to sex kitten in less than twenty minutes.

This is so unlike me, I've always been a very feet-on-the-ground, level-headed girl. That is, until I found myself in a pilot's lap at forty-thousand feet. And the weird thing is, I think he's falling for me, too.

Fox

When Harper insisted on hitching a ride with me to the wedding, I wasn't about to argue. She was mistaken that I was supposed to be her flight, and now she's mistaken me for an actual pilotand I've yet to correct her on either.

I want to tell her that I'm actually a richer-than-sin businessman with expensive tastes and toys. But considering she blogs about how to be comfortably poor for a living, I'm not sure how well that's going to go over.

Now, I'm falling in love with her, and I've got to tell her the truth soon, before she hears it from someone else.

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