(Phil's POV)
As we entered my Mercedes Benz, Jamie's mouth was agape in awe 'damn' he is hot as hell with his damp hair and sculpted face and sharp jaw, ripped body and... 'f**k', I started the car and pulled out heading to my penthouse in New York.
"Wow, you are rich don't you?" he said looking at my face, either for an answer or in arousal "Wealthy." I corrected and he smiled but nodded because rich is referred to the people who have a lots of money like millions but not that much money, but wealthy is for multimillionaires and billionaires, I don't know why I have the urge to correct him though but I guess it's too late.
"So..., what do you do?" he asked again pulling off his shirt and revealing a sweaty ripped body although the car A/c were on he was still sweating, I didn't answer
