Her Older Billionaire (Daddy Knows Better Book 3)

She’s a jilted bride. He’s a jaded billionaire. Will an unfortunate situation keep them from finding their happily ever after?

Beckham
Being quietly wealthy doesn’t keep the golddiggers away.
That’s why I’m perfectly happy as a confirmed bachelor.
When my daughter’s best friend moves in, she makes me want to change my ways.
Hannah is gorgeous, curvy, and I want to show her that daddy knows better.
Now I have to convince her—and myself—that our differences don’t matter.

This is a Sweet, Steamy Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the third in the Daddy Knows Better series, but it can also be read as a standalone. If you love short romances with steamy sex scenes and a sweet love story, then you’ll love this book.

My hand hesitates over the nachos. An instinctual response as a curvy woman wearing a white dress in a bar. “Fuck it,” I mutter and grab a chip drenched in melted cheese. The dress is going in the trash anyway. No way am I ever wearing it again, and I don’t want to pass its bad mojo to anyone else.
I signal the bartender for another margarita. Right now, I should have been settling into a cozy bed and breakfast with my new husband, not drinking by myself in a hotel bar. At least the drinks are heavy on the booze. The bartender may have been extra generous, given my situation.
Not that I plan on getting drunk. I just need a little down time to process what just happened.
My fiance left me at the altar.
The jackass.
Not that I’m entirely surprised. Things haven’t been great between Dennis and me for a while. He’s only been coming over once a week for the last six weeks. I’d excused it as pre-marital nerves, but deep down, something was obviously wrong. I just haven’t wanted to admit it. I’ve been so tired of being alone.
Now, here I sit in my wedding dress, hair coiffed, makeup on point, wondering where it all went wrong.
My phone dings with another notification and I turn it on silent. It’s been going crazy for the last few hours. The only people I might possibly want to talk to are my best friends, Daisy, Piper, and Allie. But I already messaged them that I need a little time to myself. And a few drinks. I’m pretty sure the only reason I got away with it is I promised Allie I’d come to her place later.
At least the hotel bar is nice. It’s on the bottom floor of an historic downtown building. Chandeliers are set into the recessed ceiling overhead, providing a pleasant, ambient light throughout the room. The furniture is plush and comfortable. And the wall behind the bar is exposed brick, lined with a good selection of booze. Comfy seats, good booze, understated but elegant decor. What more could I possibly need?
Just as I think that, the lights dim and music starts to play. It’s later than I thought if they’re making the transition for the evening crowd. Actually, the bar is getting a bit crowded. I’m surprised the seat beside me has remained vacant this long. I guess it takes a bold sort of man to take the seat next to an obviously jilted woman.
“Hey, Jerry, I’ll have my regular,” a deep voice carries to the bartender. I turn to see who has moved onto the seat next to mine. A handsome man. No, not just handsome. The most attractive man I’ve ever seen in my life.

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