Page 197 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
She glanced behind her. "There's no one around."
"Penny, get in the car."
She sighed and sat down in the passenger's seat. I breathed in the smell of her cherry perfume. The same smell that had been lingering on my sheets, haunting me. Her just being here instantly calmed me down. That ache in my chest eased.
I drove my car to the small parking lot by her dorm, pulled into one of the last spots, and cut the ignition. She was here, but for some reason I couldn’t look at her. I didn’t know what to say, so I just stared out the windshield like an idiot. I had one chance to fix this and I had no idea how. My hands were gripping the wheel so tightly that my knuckles were turning white.
Breathe.And since she was sitting there, it was a little easier. I turned to look at her. God she was beautiful. "I thought you weren't going to come out and see me."
She crossed her arms over her chest and looked out the window. "I figured I owed it to you to hear your side."
The pout on her face was so adorable it was hard to pay attention to what she was saying. I just wanted her lips back on mine. "You're cute when you're upset."
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked with a stern glare I’d never seen from her before.
"Tell you what?" I swallowed hard. I knew how terrible having to ask her was. How guilty it made me seem.
"How could you possibly not know what I'm referring to? What is wrong with you?"
I took a deep breath. "You looked me up online, didn't you?" I lowered my eyebrows. She’d found everything.
"No! Well, yes. But that has nothing to do with anything. I found your ring, Professor Hunter."
Oh. I nodded my head.Oh.I forgot I even had the ring still. What a fucking relief. That’s what all this was about? I was so relieved I almost smiled, but then I realized that would be the wrong reaction. This was just a terrible misunderstanding. And I knew exactly what she was thinking.
"So you have nothing to say to that?" she asked.
"It's not what you think." I raked my fingers through my hair.
"And what is it that you think I'm thinking?"
I raised my left eyebrow. Her cherry perfume was everywhere. I finally had her alone again and I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to remind her that she needed me too. But I had to clear the air. This was my one chance and thank God it was just the ring nonsense. "You're probably thinking that I'm a lying cheater that you want nothing to do with."
"Am I wrong?"
"Yes."
"Enlighten me."
"First of all, I never lied to you. I withheld information that I deemed unimportant to our relationship..."
"Unimportant? You're such an asshole," she said, cutting me off. She grabbed the door handle.
"Penny." I put my hand on her shoulder, keeping her in place.
"And you did lie to me. At the country club when you said you didn't relish sharing me, you made me believe that I wasn't sharing you either. You even denied having a girlfriend. If I had known you were married..." her voice trailed off as she started to cry.
It hurt me to see her cry. My body physically ached for her. Was that why my chest had hurt the last few days? Because hers was hurting too? "Penny, please don't cry." I reached over and wiped the tears from her cheek.
"Don't touch me." She pushed my hand away. "How could you do this to me? Why didn't you just tell me then? I trusted you!"
"Because Isabella and I are over."
"What? You're divorced?" She sunk into the passenger's seat. "You still could have told me."
This was exactly why I hadn’t told her. Because I needed more time. "It's just a matter of finalizing the paperwork. I would have told you once it was official. I just didn't want to upset you for no reason."
"So you're technically still married right now?"
