Page 41 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
I almost spit out the sugarcake I was eating when I saw Cupcake’s eyes bug out of his head.
“I told you that in confidence,” Cupcake hissed at her.
She held back her laugh as only Cupcake raised his hand.
“It was one time,” Cupcake said.
Felix laughed. “Man, maybe you should start using a public restroom.”
“One time,” he grumbled.
Suddenly Cupcake nailing me in the face with a dodgeball or calling me fat didn’t seem so bad. The poor guy had sharted in school. It was hard to come back from that. And yet…he was one of the most popular kids at Empire High. With the name Cupcake. He was basically a genie for pulling that one off.
“Okay.” I rubbed my hands together while I tried to think of something fun and witty too. “Never have I ever had a real boyfriend or girlfriend. You know…one that takes you on dates in public and holds your hand in the hallways of school.”God, that wasn’t fun and witty.It was pathetic.
Kennedy, Cupcake, and Felix all raised their hands.
“So you’ve only had a fake one?” Felix asked with a laugh.
Something like that.
“That’s not part of the game,” Kennedy said, saving me from answering. “It’s your turn,” she said to him.
“Coming from someone who forced Cupcake to clarify about a thousand times,” Felix said.
Kennedy threw a pillow at him.
Felix easily caught it before it hit him in the face. “Never have I ever wanted pizza more than I do right this second.”
I let the sentence roll around in my mind.“Wait, does that mean you do want pizza?”
“I think it means he doesn’t?” Kennedy said. “Because he said I never.” She put her hand up in the air but she looked really confused.
Cupcake shook his head. “No it means he definitely wants it right now?”
“My head hurts. I have no idea whether or not I’m supposed to raise my hand,” I said. “But all I can think about is eating pizza right now.”
“Same!” Kennedy yelled and waved her hand in the air. “Pizza please!”
Felix started laughing. “I was trying to be clever but I have no idea if that made any sense. I’m starving. Who else wants pizza?”
I shoved Felix’s shoulder. “Cheater. You’re supposed to confess something like the rest of us.”
“I’ll make it up to all of you by ordering pizza.”
“Oh, you should use my Amex card. I think it’s for stuff like this.”
“It’s fine, I got it,” he said with a wink and started talking on the phone.
“Amex card?” Kennedy asked.
“One of the perks of being a Pruitt. Mr. Pruitt gave me a credit card and told me to expense whatever I wanted on it. Pretty irresponsible of him if you ask me.”
Kennedy shrugged. “I guess he trusts you.”
That was it!I’d just had an epiphany. “What if he didn’t trust me?”
She just stared at me.
