Page 68 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“On it!” Nigel yelled and climbed out of the pool. He ran inside, dripping water everywhere. A second later the fax machinewhirred to life and started spitting out black and white pictures of members.
That was actually very helpful. I grabbed a few magnets and started putting the pictures up on the whiteboard. I moved them around until I found one match that I felt really good about. “There.” I jabbed the two pictures with my index finger. “They’d be perfect.”
Tanner laughed. “Those two people hate each other.”
“Maybe it’s an enemies to lovers situation,” said Chastity. “Crap, is lovers okay? Do you know what lovers are?”
Jacob shrugged. “I love my mommy. And I love my friend Scarlett.”
“Okay, good.” She laughed awkwardly.
“Trust me, they’re not a good match,” said Tanner.
“Let me try,” said Chastity.
“Suit yourself.” I sat down and she got up.
She undid her sarong and walked up to the board. And her ass was completely out.Ah!The back of her swimsuit was hardly there. I thought she’d dressed modestly so Nigel wouldn’t stare or something? What the heck? There was a child here!
But Jacob had moved to the other side of the board and started drawing again. He didn’t seem to notice Chastity’s ass everywhere.Phew.
“We just need to match people by hotness,” she said. “Like Zico.” She held up a picture of the soccer player we met earlier. “He’d be perfect for…”
I leaned forward, waiting to see who she’d pick.
Chastity found a picture of a girl with huge tits and long dark hair. She put the picture right next to Zico’s.
I waited for Tanner to say something. When he didn’t, I turned toward him. He was staring right at my breasts. I looked down. When I’d leaned forward, my baggy t-shirt had shifted. You could see the top of my breast where Zico had signed it.
“What is that?” he asked.
I slapped my hand over my boob. “Nothing.”
“No, it says something. Did you get a tattoo?”
“Never. I’m scared of needles and diseases. And humans holding needles carrying diseases.”
“Zico signed her earlier,” said Chastity. “She didn’t ask for it. He just did it. Confident, borderline arrogant. He’d be perfect for this chick.” She tapped the photo.
Tanner frowned and then looked at the board. “Any suitor would be better than that idiot.”
My eyes grew round. Was Tanner jealous? “I really didn’t ask for it,” I said and adjusted my shirt so he couldn’t see the signature anymore.
He ignored me. “Besides, Fiona actually found true love a few months ago.”
“With who?” asked Chastity.
Tanner pointed to a picture of a skinny nerdy dude with glasses.
Chastity laughed. “No way.Thatdude? Does he have a giant...” she coughed. “Rooster or something?”
“Actually, yes,” said Tanner.
“Wait, a rooster or the other thing I meant to say?”
“The other thing.”
“Why do you know that?” I asked.
