Page 373 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Now Ash was starting to look very guilty. Which meant I almost had her.
“I could just ask Slavanka…”
“You barely even know Slavanka. What if she’s dangerous?”
“Because she’s Russian? That’s very uncultured of you, Ash. She doesn’t seem like a dirty communist.”
“No. Like…stranger danger.”
“Hmmm. That is a good point. If only I had someone to go with me…”
Ash sighed.
“Plus everyone’s going to be talking about this party for months. It’s the party to end all parties. The rager to end all ragers. The epicness to end all epicness.”
“Promise you won’t ditch me?”
“I would never.”
Ash just stared at me. “Do you not remember our first night here when you dragged me out to that frat house on Main Street and disappeared?”
“Like one of your frisbees?”
“Stop it. I turned around and you were gone. Actually, if I recall correctly it was because you were hooking up with Jock #1. So the fact that he’s the one who invited you to this party is making me even more nervous. I had to walk home alone past midnight. It was very scary.”
“If I recall correctly, one of my bodyguards went with you.”
“Yeah, but those guys creep me out. You know this.”
We both turned toward my bodyguards who were standing in the corner of the dining hall staring at us.
I’d take care of them soon. There had to be a way to get rid of them. I just hadn’t figured it out yet. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I won’t ditch you again. I promise.” I lifted my hand up. “Pinky promise.”
Ash reluctantly wrapped her pinky around mine. “Pinky promise.”
“Unless there’s a really hot guy…”
“Chastity!”
I laughed and let go of her pinky. “There’s nothing to worry about. On Friday night I’m gonna try to find us some guys that are down for the back door.”
“No.”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Is everything okay here?” asked Teddybear. Ghost glared at us.
“Yes,” I said. “We were both just talking about how we’ve never had anal and are dying to try. Have you tried it?” I winked at him.
He cleared his throat. “So you’re both okay?”
“Well, not until we do the dirty deed. And I’d much prefer to do it with someone I know and trust. Someone really…strong.” My eyes landed on the big biceps hidden beneath his suit jacket. “If you know what I’m saying.”
He didn’t respond.
“Well endowed is what I’m saying.”
