Page 60 of Her Big Fat Dreamy Billionaire Ex

“Hush, now. What happened?” Grams folded her arms.

“We went spelunking.”

She reached up and wiped something off his cheek with her thumb. “You kissed Felicity?”

What? How did she know that? “Yes. We’re back together, remember?”

She gave him a critical look. “I remember you saying that. And I remember her acting like you put her up to it.”

Busted. Grams was far too observant for her own good. But he couldn’t admit to it now. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “Things are just a little awkward right now. We truly are back together.” The lie didn’t taste good on his tongue.

“And that little hussy didn’t try anything?”

“Grams!” He stared at her. “Since when do you talk like that?”

She waved his comment away and sat down on a barstool at the kitchen island. “She’s up to no good, that one. I don’t like her and I don’t trust her.”

“I don’t think she’ll be bothering us again,” he said under his breath.

Grams pointed at him, her large turquoise ring on her index finger. “I knew it. She tried something, didn’t she?”

How in the world did Grams know everything? “She kissed me. But I set her straight.”

“Good.” His grandmother picked up a snickerdoodle and took a bite.

He huffed and put his hands on his hips. “What, you can eat them, but I can’t?”

“Oh, go ahead. I thought maybe you would spend the evening with your girlfriend...” Grams looked at him pointedly. “But it looks like that’s not the case.”

Crud. He should have invited Felicity over. It probably looked bad to spend the evening away from her. “She’s taking a shower. I’m going to clean up too then go over there in a bit.”

Grams brightened up. “Oh. Well, take her these cookies, then.” She stood and crossed the room, opening a drawer to get the plastic wrap.

“I will.” He grabbed one and bit into it before Grams could put the wrap over them and forbid him to have one.

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FELICITY TOWELED HERhair off and slipped into a T-shirt and jeans. She wanted to set up her camera on the tripod and take some pictures of the full moon over the beach. It was a perfect evening outside. The breeze blowing through her villa smelled of flowers and the sea. A knock came on her door and her heart jumped. Was that Aiden?

Stupid. Why was she allowing herself to get all flustered over him? She was acting like a school girl and it was going to get her in the end. She needed to calm herself down and take it easy. Another knock sounded and she called out, “Coming.”

She made her way through the living room and opened the door. When she saw who stood on her porch, she frowned. “Brittany?”

As her vision adjusted to the dim light, she could tell something was wrong. Mascara ran down Brittany’s face, and her eyes were filled with tears. Her initial reaction was to bristle, but the way Brittany stood there was odd. Like she had none of her usual confidence. Like she really was in trouble. “Come in,” Felicity said, standing back.

Brittany walked into the living room and crumpled onto the chair. With her face in her hands, she moaned. “I’m ruined.”

Felicity held back a sarcastic remark. Brittany was always the drama queen. If something terrible wasn’t happening to her, she was stirring up trouble for someone else. It was like Brittany wasn’t happy unless she was miserable.

To punctuate that thought, Brittany sobbed into her hands.

Felicity closed the door and sat on the couch. “What’s wrong?”

Brittany sniffed and looked up. “I’m a horrible person.”

At this point, Felicity wanted to agree with her but again held her tongue. “Why do you say that?”

“I came here to seduce Aiden.” Brittany winced, then rushed on. “I know that sounds terrible, but I had no idea you two would make up. You said there was no way you were getting back together. And then when it happened, I panicked and didn’t know what to do. I spent the last of my savings to get here.” She covered her face again and made a distressing sound. “I’m penniless.”

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