Page 336 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“What about cameras?” Aunt Daphne asked as she walked into the dining room with a big serving bowl.
“Nothing,” Sophie and Uncle Rob said at the same time.
RJ laughed as he carried in two more big serving bowls. He was probably the one that would actually get in trouble for installing cameras to spy on the locker room. But I was so grateful to him for keeping them up a little longer. Because now that I knew for sure Jacob wasn’t my kiss thief, I still needed to figure out who was. And Sophie was right, we still needed to check today’s footage for clues.
“What are we having?” I asked.
“Lasagna,” Aunt Daphne said.
I looked around. There was no lasagna anywhere insight.
“It’s deconstructed,” RJ said. “The only way to eat lasagna, am I right?”
“Totally right,” Sophie agreed and handed me one of the serving bowls.
It was filled with naked lasagna noodles. There was tomato sauce in another bowl. And meat in a third bowl.
When Sophie asked my mom about deconstructed lasagna the other day, I was hoping she’d been kidding.This is so weird.But eating at their house was always an experience. Especially when they ordered in. I rarely ever ate meals here because of it.
Speaking of ordering in.I pulled out my phone. I knew Axel wasn’t really sick. But whenever he had a real sick day, I always sent him soup to make him feel better. I ordered soup to be delivered to his apartment and then slid my phone back into my blazer pocket.
“Who are you texting?” Sophie asked. She waggled her eyebrows at me. “Your kiss thief?”
“Your blackmailer?” RJ guessed at the exact same time.
“What?” Aunt Daphne asked. “Kiss thieves? Blackmailers? What are you two talking about?”
“Nothing,” I said.
Aunt Daphne turned to me. “Sweetie, if someone is blackmailing you...”
“They’re not. RJ was just joking. I was ordering soup for Axel because he’s sick. See.” I lifted up my phone. I was still on the restaurant’s website.
“Oh, that’s nice of you.”
“You never send me soup when I’m sick,” RJ said.
“Because she’s not in love with you,” Sophie said.
“Well, she’s dating Jacob now. So it seems more like a friendship soup kind of situation. Put me down on the list for chicken noodle next time I have the sniffles.”
I laughed. “Okay, RJ.”
“Thanks, baby doll.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“But the operation isn’t over.”
I sighed. “Yes it is. We fixed the hole...” my voice trailed off. Everyone had been talking so openly, that I’d almost forgot all reason. No one else could know about the secret lair.
“What hole?” Aunt Daphne asked.
“I plead the fifth,” RJ said.
Aunt Daphne just shook her head.
There was no way we were actually going to get away with having a secret lair. But I did need to get to it soon. It was time to come clean to Sophie.
