Page 443 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“Luis the Cheater, Leo the Rugged Thief, Eli the Halloween Henchman, and Zach the Shy Spy. I’m going to dance with them at homecoming to get an idea of heights and all that. If that’s okay, of course,” I quickly added.
Jacob shrugged. “I can’t control who you dance with.”
I pressed my lips together. Did that mean he didn’t want me to dance with them? Why were guys so confusing? “Just like I can’t control who you have class projects with.”
“What?”
“Nothing.” It was none of my business. Even though it felt entirely like my business. “Speaking of homecoming, it seems like my dad has some juicy stories about his homecoming senior year. But he won’t tell me any details.”
“All our uncles are here. I’m sure they can fill in the blanks.”
“Oh my God, you’re brilliant.” I grabbed Jacob’s hand and pulled him back into the family room. I knew exactly which uncle would give me all the details. “Uncle Rob,” I said.
He was staring at the TV.
The game was tied. Normally I’d be just as into it as he was, but I was so freaking curious about my dad’s high school experience. “Uncle Rob.” I lightly nudged his shoulder.
He looked up at me. “What’s up? They’re going for it on fourth down...” He groaned and melted back into the couch when the Giants were short of the line. “Trash.”
I laughed. “Uncle Rob, my dad was telling me about his senior year homecoming.”
“Was he really?”
Well, that already seemed juicy. “Yes, but he left off a few details.”
“Like...what?”
My dad said he’d kissed someone he’d been wanting to for a while. But I doubted I would recognize the name. I was more curious about the fight. “He said he got into a fist fight?”
“Oh, that was hilarious. Matt! Mason!” Rob called over to his friends.
Uncle Matt and Uncle Mason walked over.
“I can’t believe they didn’t get the first down,” Uncle Matt said.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Uncle Rob said.
I don’t think I’d ever heard him so dismissive of the game.
“Scarlett wants to know the story about your senior homecoming,” he said to Uncle Mason.
Uncle Mason took a long sip of his beer instead of responding.
“I don’t really remember it that well,” Uncle Matt said.
“He was super wasted,” Uncle Rob said. “Matt and I were sophomores at the time. And way cooler than Mason and James, obviously. Matt showed up late to homecoming that year. And get this. He brought James’ girlfriend as his date. That little shit.”
Oh my God, why?
“That is not the complete story,” Uncle Matt said. “I was trying to get them back together.”
“That’s not how it looked,” Uncle Rob said. “And James was so pissed. And obviously I was pissed too. You know I always have James’ back. But then James kissed...”
“What are you guys talking about?” my dad said.
Crap, where did he come from?
“Your homecoming senior year,” Uncle Rob said. “And how you kissed...”
