Page 12 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy
I sat down, feeling bad for the girl but ultimately knowing that it didn’t have anything to do with me.
Thankfully I’m a friend and not a potential interest, otherwise I’m sure that I’d be treated the same.
The girl returned except this time she was fully clothed and had her hair pulled up. She slowly came over and gave me a nervous smile. “I’m so sorry for that,” she apologized. “I didn’t mean for you to see that much of me and didn’t know that Mila had someone else here.”
“It’s okay, I didn’t see all of you,” I reassured her.
She stretched her hand out to me. “Teagan,” she introduced herself.
I shook her hand. “Kandis.”
“It’s really nice to meet you. Are you a friend of Mila’s?”
“There’s no need for all of the pleasantries,” Mila commented as if she was bored with the conversation. “We fucked, it was great, now you can go. Thank you for the good time.”
Teagan looked damn near heartbroken but did her bestto be passive, as she grabbed her jacket and walked to the door. “You can just forget my number.”
“Already have!”
She opened it, stomping out, before slamming it shut behind her.
I looked at Mila. “You didn’t have to kick her out like that. Teagan seemed nice.”
“Doesn’t change the fact that I was done with her.” She shrugged. “Besides, she’s not even actually gay, just wanted to know what it felt like to be with another woman.”
“You indulged her.”
“Of course, I did, she’s hot, but that’s all it is.” Mila leaned back and crossed one leg over the other. “Anyway, you were about to tell me a story about the guy from last night?” Leave it to her not to let go of any details. “Did the two of you go home together?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me.
I swallowed. “Yes and no.”
How am I supposed to explain it?
Mila frowned. “Wait, what is that supposed to mean?”
“We didn’t go home together.”
“So, you didn’t end up fucking around?”
“No, we did, just not back at either of our houses.”
That seemed to excite her. “You are so nasty!” she exclaimed. “I never would have expected that from you of all people, although then again, I wouldn’t have expected you to sleep with anyone in the first place.”
“Why do you say that? Because I scream prude?”
She rolled her eyes. “No, because you just got out of a relationship.”
The thought of my ex-boyfriend and people I once thought were my friends made me want to barf. I hadn’t even thought of them when I’d been with my mystery man the night before.
Mila eyed me. “Don’t tell me you slept with him just because of your ex.”
“No,” I said quickly.Maybe too quickly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I mean, I’m pretty sure, I guess. I don’t really know.”
“That doesn’t sound that confident.”
