Tempting The Billionaire: The Sherbrookes of Newport

His eyes passed over a brunette and a platinum blonde. Both were pretty with gorgeous bodies—the type of women he usually spent his time with. Considering the way they were both looking at him, either would be up for a little fun while he was here. Something he wouldn’t object to if the right woman came along, because a person could only surf and swim so much every day.

Josh put them in the “maybe” category and continued his survey of the guests gathered around the pool. At first, his eyes passed over the occupant at the table next to the blonde. But then, as if attached to a rubber band, they snapped back. Unlike most of the women, including her two neighbors, she wasn’t wearing a barely there bikini. Instead, she had on a modest swimsuit. Her brown hair hung past her shoulders, and she had a sexy librarian look about her. He didn’t usually go for her type. Instead, he went for the platinum blonde with the large breasts spilling out of her top who was smiling at him. He’d always had a thing for large breasts. Today, the sexy librarian had his full attention.

With his drink in hand, Josh headed for the brunette, who was applying sunscreen to her shoulders.

“Do you mind if I join you?” He could feel her neighbors’ eyes on him. “There aren’t many places left to sit.” If there was an extra chair at her neighbors’ table, he knew they’d be offering it up right now.

Her sunglasses made it impossible for him to determine the color of her eyes when she glanced up at him. “Not at all,” she said, moving her cell phone closer to her side of the table. “It is busy up here this afternoon.”

Rarely did he run into a person who didn’t know him, but just in case, he’d introduce himself. So after sitting down, Josh extended his hand across the table. “My name’s Josh. I hope I’m not bothering you.” While professionally he went by J.T. and some of his friends called him that, in situations like this he preferred to use his given name.

She accepted his hand and smiled. “Courtney. And you’re not.”