Page 53 of Billionaire Romantic
“I’m not sure. Someone just did. But?—”
“It’s him! That means he’s obsessed already!”
“I don’t know.” Actually, yes I do.You’re so fucking perfect. I’m addicted to this sweet pink pussy, baby girl…
“Does he look like his photo?”
“He looks way, way better.”
“Oh my god.” More squealing. “I told you, those algorithms don’t lie.”
“You were right.”
“Did you tell him your real name?”
“No. We didn’t really get to that. I think we were just…enjoying being someone else for the weekend. Just living in the moment and not giving a thought to anything else.”
“Did you make a plan to meet up with him again? Tonight?”
“Not yet.”
“But you’ll have his number. On your call record. I bet you anything that was him. Let me see your phone.”
“My phone just died. I need to charge it. And I have a lot to do today. Noah Steel is going to have to wait.”
Grace is still holding my hands. “Lucky.” Sort of sternly but also with the kind of empathy that makes my eyes leak even more.
“Yeah?”
“Why are you avoiding him already?”
“I’m not.” I let go of her hands to wipe my tears. “It all just happened really fast. Everything was so…perfect. No one’sthatideal. There has to be a catch.”
Very gently, Grace says, “Maybe there isn’t. Maybe he’s just a really good match for you.”
“Maybe. I mean, he is. I know he is. But I have a lot on my plate right now, Grace. There are only so many risks I can handle in one day.”
“That’s fair. But don’t be scared just because he feels like the real deal. I mean,doeshe?”
I wipe another tear. “Does he what?”
“Does he feel like the real deal? Or just a really good fuck buddy?”
It’s no use. The tears just keep on falling. “He feels like both. Gracie, I could fall in love with him. So easily. I feel like maybe I already have and it’s giving me vertigo. Who does that after one weekend after just meeting someone? I barely even know the guy.”
Grace hugs me. It helps. I’m sobbing like a baby. I haven’t cried like this…since Iwasa baby.
“It’s okay to be freaked out, Luck. It’s a lot. I get it. Ethan just asked me to move in with him.”
“Hedid?”
She nods. “After two dates.”
“Well, at least you won’t be homeless if I have to hand this place over to the evil brothers who are about to toss me a lead-weighted life raft.”
She holds my shoulders, squeezing lightly. “Whatever happens, I’ll be here for you in any and every way you need me to be.”
“Thank you, bestie. You’re the best friend in the world.”
