Page 138 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Just go back to the scene of the crime and fuck a black guy instead of insulting one. Problem solved. #SexIsTheBestApology.”
Maybe.I looked down at the thread. A new gif had appeared. “Go back to the jungle where you belong.”OMG I DID NOT SAY THAT.“Damn it! Why can’t they post literally any other gif of me? Like when we were walking into Club Onyx like total bosses? And what kind of room does the jungle key even go to?”
“I’m not completely sure. But I’ve heard there are lots of tropical plants and people get to act like beasts. Totally not racist. But handing Desmond the key after saying you hate black people definitely was.”
Gah!
“Anyway, what time do you wanna go on your apology date with Desmond?”
“Never.”
“Understandable. How about one of the NY United players then. Jam? Baho?”
“No. I meant never because I’m never dating again.” My phone dinged.Oh God, it was probably another gif of me saying something horribly racist.I looked down.Hm.It was actually a message from Cole. I clicked on it to read it:
“Hey Baby, I have a way to fix your image. Meet me at Club Onyx at 10 pm.”
“What is it?” asked Chastity.
“Nothing,” I quickly said and hid my phone. The last thing I needed was for Chastity to crash my date and to get me to say I hated white men too. I knew it was Tanner who told me the false information. But Chastity was partially to blame too. She was supposed to be telling me what to say. And she’d left me hanging so badly that I’d caused the ginger supremacy incident.Crap. Yup.It was official. Incident #10 was officially the ginger supremacy incident.I hate that I have to call it that.
I did my best not to look at the megathread for the rest of the workday. Which meant I only checked it 72 more times.
And now I was in my closet still trying not to look. Hopefully Cole really did have a plan to fix my image. I changed into a cute and innocent sundress. It was easy to dress cute without Chastity here making me dress like a whore. I wanted to be innocent looking on my apology tour.
“Going to an antebellum party?” asked Tanner as he strolled into my magical closet.
“Ah! What? No. Is that how it looks?”
He smiled. “I’m only jesting. But maybe ditch this.” He pulled my bonnet off.
Yeah, that was probably overkill. It was one thing to look innocent. Another entirely to look like a toddler. Or someone at the Kentucky Derby in the wrong season.
“You look adorable,” he said. “Your date is going to love it. And he’s going to be devastated when my curse is broken and you never think about him again.”
I smiled and nodded.I’ve got this.I wasn’t sure I’d actually have been able to go through with tonight if I didn’t have the mission to free him. Because I really didn’t want to step foot in Club Onyx ever again. I was fucking Cole exclusively for Tanner. And for my baby. “So you’re not going to come sabotage me?”
“What would make you think I would do such a thing?” He pretended to look super innocent.
I laughed and slapped his arm.
He smiled down at me. “I swear I’m not going to sabotage you. If you must know, I have a date of my own tonight.”
Wait. What?My heart sunk. Why was he going on dates? That wouldn’t help him be free.
“Not like that. It’s a man date.”
“Oh. Wait...no...what?”
He laughed. “I think I might have a new bestie.”
“Oh, really? I love that for you.” And for me. Maybe I’d never have to see Matthew Caldwell again. But his baby was sofreaking cute. And I loved Brooklyn. I liked all Tanner’s friends. Even Rob. The prank he’d played on me really was quite funny.
“Indeed. I figure if I’m going to be free of this curse, I’ll finally be able to stay in one place for more than a decade. So I should start putting down more roots.”
“But you already have roots with Matt and James and Mason and Rob.”
“I do not have roots with Young Robert.”
