Page 211 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
“Yes, ma’am,” Ian said.
Ellen glared at him.
He knew she hated being called ma’am, and just like that the tension in the air was gone.
“So tell us all about her,” Ellen said.
“I can do you one better,” Ian said and pulled out his phone. “I have pictures. And I can give you her background check. Hold on a sec, I’ll email it to you.”
She shook her head. “Men. I meant what is she like.”
“Well, her name is Penny. We ran into each other at the coffee shop on Main Street on the first day of classes.” I told Ellen a very PG version of the story.
“One last question,” Ellen said. “On a scale of one to ten, how much is she like Isabella? Ten being the most like her.”
I laughed. Ellen had always hated Isabella. Ian too. It was something the three of us had in common. “Penny’s definitely a one on that scale.”
“I like her already,” Ellen said.
My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I looked down to see that Penny was calling me. “Excuse me for a minute.” I walked over to the windows overlooking Main Street. “Hey, Penny.”
“Hi.”
This was the first time we’d spoken on the phone. Her voice sounded so small and far away. “Is everything alright?” I wasn’t opposed to going back to her dorm and reminding her why we should be together.
“Yes, everything’s fine. I told Melissa about us.”
“How did she take the news?”
“She wants to meet you.”
“Well, that’s good, right?”
“I guess so.” There was a long pause. “She thinks you’re a bad boy.”
I laughed. That was probably more accurate than either of them realized. “And what do you think?”
“You know I think you’re a terrible influence.”
She sounded happy now. Maybe she’s been worried about calling me for the first time. But this just felt so natural. I could talk to her like this all night. “And I think you like that I’m a terrible influence.”
She laughed. “I do.”
“I have an idea. How about I take the two of you to my country club tomorrow night so I can get to know Melissa?”
“Um. I think maybe giving it an extra day to let the idea settle in might be better.”
“So, Wednesday?”
“Yeah and maybe you could just come here? In case she makes a scene or something. I’m not saying she’s going to. I just…she’s very outspoken.”
I laughed. “You think she hates me.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“I’ll win her over, I promise.”
“I believe you. She’s coming back from her shower now. She probably has more questions for me. I gotta go.”
