<P>At Twin Oaks Country Club there are the fortunate ones and then there are the rest of us: the waiters the caddies the valets and in my case the cabana girls. Most days I’m poolside in a pleated skirt dishing out margaritas to tycoons and titans. It’s not exactly my dream job but it does come with one perk....</P><P>James Ashwood.He’s my silver lining in a custom black suit.</P><P>Besides being a legacy member at the club he’s a tech mogul and Austin’s most eligible bachelor. Oh and those dimples? Yeah they make my stomach dip too.</p><P>On good days I catch his sleek Porsche winding down the tree-lined drive. On better days I steal a glimpse of his handsome profile as we pass in the hall. And on the absolute best day I find him alone at the bar looking for company.</P><P>'Come have a seat.'</P><P>Those four little words set me down a path I never could have imagined. Private planes penthouse suites and temptations around every corner make it impossible to keep my distance. His world feels decadent and wild - but overindulgence comes with a cost. Every kiss comes with strings. Every erotic encounter is a promise I’m not ready to keep.</P><P>When I pump the brakes he hits the gas. James doesn’t want to go slow - he wants a commitment.</p><P>And the thing about the fortunate ones?They’re used to getting what they want.</p><P>An Author's Republic audio production.</P>