Page 34 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
It wasn’t Tanner standing in the kitchen.
It was Matt.
Yes,thatMatt!
Matthew. Freaking. Caldwell.
Our eyes locked. And pure terror coursed through my veins. There was no lake to jump into. Or a bush to hide in. Or a candle to set him on fire with.Don’t think about Incident #1!
“What the hell are you doing in here?” Matt asked and lifted his hand.
Was he reaching for my boobs?Shit!I chucked the chicken nuggets at his face.
He ducked out of the way, his hand still outstretched.
And I realized he’d just been trying to block my sandbags from his view. Not fondle them.
Good Lord, why?! Why would you do this to me?Of all the people to send into this apartment, why Matt?
And why had I just thrown my nugget pasties at him? They were the only thing covering my boobs. I flung myself off the counter and onto the ground to hide behind the island. But there was no hiding. He’d seen me. Clear as day.
What do I do now?
The kitchen was eerily quiet.
“No one’s home,” I said in a weird accent.
“Ash, what the hell,” Matt said. “Did you break into this apartment?”
“Don’t call the cops!” I yelled. The last thing I needed was for them to flood the kitchen too while I was top nude. “No one’s home!”
“Ash, I saw you.”
“Pretend you didn’t! Pretend this never happened. Just...pretend I’m invisible!”
“I can’t pretend you didn’t break into this apartment. I’m calling the cops.”
“Wait!” The only thing worse than what just happened would be getting arrested for what just happened. I poked my head out from the side of the island. “You have it all backwards. I didn’t break in.”
Matt’s hand was still outstretched so he wouldn’t have to see my top half on display.
“But didyou? Pervert! I’m calling the cops onyou!” I didn’t want the coppers anywhere near this situation, but I’d prefer Matt behind bars. Then I’d never have to accidentally run into him. It was the perfect plan. Where was my phone?
“No I didn’t break in,” Matt said. “I used to live here. Seriously, why are you here, Ash? I’m married.”
My face was turning more red by the second. “I’m not here to seduce you!”
“Then why are you half naked on the counter begging me to eat chicken nuggets off your breasts?” He grimaced and looked away.
“Because I thought you were my boyfriend! I’m dating Tanner. Tanner Rhodes. Ever heard of him? Pervert!”
“Would you stop calling me that? And of course I know Tanner. I literally just told you I lived with him for a bit.”
Why would Tanner not tell me this?
“Wait,” Matt said. “YOU’RE Ashley?!”
What the hell does that mean?Of course my full name was Ashley. What did he think Ash stood for? Asher? Or Ashton? Or Ashvik? I wasn’t a man! And I needed to get the hell out of here. I glanced up at the counter. The bottle of wine was wearing my bra like a hat. If I could just get my bra, I could run the hell out of here. I nodded. I had the perfect plan.
