Page 131 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
I collapsed into it.
Chastity sat down in the chair beside mine. “Girl, I still can’t believe that Tanner wants you to have a black baby. It would be so obvious that it’s not his.”
“I know. But I swear that’s what he picked.”
“Picked what?” asked Frankie as she walked over to us.
“Ah! Frankie! Are you my hair stylist tonight?”
“Sure am. Can I get either of you a drink before we get started?”
“Hmm....” Was there like a list? Or was I supposed to just know a drink order off the of my head here? I’d never been in the lounge before! Was everyone staring at me right now? “What do you have?”
Frankie pointed to the chalkboard with lots of specials.
Oh thank God.I loved a good list. My eyes gravitated towards one written in yellow chalk: Banana Juice. Ooooh I loved bananas. That sounded amazing. And maybe a bit familiar? Nope. I’d definitely never had it before.Time to try!“I will have one Banana Juice, please.”
“Wait,” Chastity quickly said. “Anything but that. The...smell bothers me.” She scrunched up her nose and then ordered us both something else.
Hm. Strange.
Frankie came back with our drinks and a bunch of coins the size of her palm. “Usually we make a big deal out of awarding these, but I know you’re low key.” She winked at me.
“Huh?”
“These are your challenge coins.”
Oh right.Tanner had given me a dice coin on the way to the Emerald Oasis. But I hadn’t gone into anymore sex hallway rooms…
Frankie handed me one with a dollar sign on it. “That’s for braving the sex auction on your first night at Club Onyx.” She handed me one with a tiara on it. “That’s for winning the Society Wars.” She handed me one with a key on it. “That’s for participating in the key party at Kat’s house.” Frankie handed me one with a martini glass on it. “And that’s for what you did last night. What was the look on Tanner’s face when he walked in on you just as Mike came all over your face?”
Say what now?
“Please tell me you got a gif of it?! That would totally win an Onyxie.”
“That...that didn’t happen.”
“Not according to literally everyone who was there.” She pulled out her phone and showed me the thread about it. “Juicy gossip travels fast in the Society. Rumor has it you gotverydirty.”
Because I was in a trash can! How had that gotten so misconstrued? “I swear it didn’t happen.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make you look so hot tonight for your make-up sex with Tanner.”
“This actually isn’t for Tanner,” said Chastity. “She’s having another sex date.”
“Damn. Tanner must have really fucked up. Figures…men suck. I did try to warn you. Rusty pipes, a cracked foundation, and asbestos. Remember?”
Yeah, I remembered. It had just made me want him even more. I loved a rotting bad boy.
“Men really do suck. That’s why I’ve gone celibate.”
No wonder Nigel said she needed to be fucked. “Actually, Frankie, I might have the perfect guy for you.”
She rolled her eyes. “There is no perfect guy. And if he seems perfect? He’s secretly into some freaky stuff.”
Well, I wasn’t sure what was involved in bath time, but... “Have you met Nigel?”
“Of course.”
