Page 35 of Falling for the Hot Billionaire

Tyrell started laughing, like it was the funniest thing ever. I definitely didn't feel that way. Nothing about this was humorous. I didn’t want to see anything or be around him. I knew that the consequences would be over-reaching.

“This is something that I think you will want to see. You will just have to trust me and let it be a surprise.”

“I don’t know what you have to show me, but we do need to talk,” I relented. It didn't matter if I wanted to or not. In a couple of months, we were going to have a baby together. It was scary to say it out loud, even scarier looking over at Tyrell in the car and feeling all the same feelings and emotions that I had before. I still wanted Tyrell, even knowing that he was bad for me.

“I don't know what you think is going to happen, Tyrell, but I'm just going with you to see what you wanted to show me. That's all. I don't want you to think that this means something that it doesn't.”

He agreed that he wouldn’t think that. Then, he said he had no idea what was going through my mind half the time anyway. I could say the same thing for him, of course. Tyrell had certainly sent a couple of curveballs along the way as well.

We were almost back to his place, and I asked him what he was doing. I had agreed to look at something, and now I was thinking again that it had something to do with his penis. If it did, I was not going to talk to him again until I had to.

“Like I said, I have a surprise for you.”

“I swear if it has something to do with you taking your pants off, Tyrell, you might as well turn around right now, because I am not interested.”

He acted like he was upset by my words, but he wasn't. Tyrell wasn’t the normal type of man who got upset over little things. He was always thinking, and I'm sure this time was no different. Whatever he had up his sleeve, I was nervous to find out. To be honest, I was afraid that he would have just as much control over me now as he had before. My body was already responding, like it knew where pleasure came from and wanted more. I was just going to have to remind my body that it was an idiot and wonder how I got myself into this place to begin with. I couldn't make the same mistakes again.

Then, all of a sudden, I saw it and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The space next to Tyrell’s house was not empty any longer. There was actually a house, my house or at least, a newer version of it. Maybe it was a little bit bigger, but I could tell that Tyrell had done this and had done a very good job of getting it close to what it was.

“What did you do?”

He clicked his tongue and smiled. “How do you know it was me?”

“This is what you wanted to show me obviously. Why did you do this?”

“I feel like shit that you lost your house because of me.”

“It wasn't because of you; it was because of your evil ex-wife. And now that she has been convicted of burning my house down, I feel like I can say something bad about her. I really don't like her, and it wasn't your fault.”

“If it wasn't for me, she never would have been in your life, so it’s my fault. That's not the only thing though. I know you found out about what else I did. It would have been better if I had told you the truth. I'm sorry that I tried to manage your life.”

“Are you going to tell me that you were just trying to keep me safe?” I asked, my tone getting sarcastic.

“In my own way I really was. I can see how it would be viewed as something else, but I really was just trying to keep you safe when it came to getting you out of the ER. I understand that it was underhanded, and I can't blame you for being mad about it. If somebody tried to make decisions like that for me, I would not do very well with it either.”

“I don't want somebody to save me. I know that is what you were trying to do, but that’s not what I want. I wanted you, not your money or your connections or your phone calls. I just wanted you.”

He asked me what it was that I wanted, and I told him that I wanted a partner. It wasn’t just us we had to worry about either. Things had changed, and the stakes had risen for the two of us to get along, somehow. We were going to have a baby together, so it’s not like I could pretend like it wasn't happening. Every time I looked down, there was no way to deny it.

“Will you marry me?”

I coughed with surprise, like I was choking. What did he say?

I waved Tyrell off and told him that he was crazy. “We haven't seen each other in months. Surely you didn't wait till her conviction and sentencing to ask me to marry you.”

“Until then, I didn't know how to get ahold of you. I didn't know where you were, and I promised myself that I wouldn’t bother you at work. I have done enough to mess with your livelihood. So, I knew that you would be there for Monica, so I came. I miss you so much, I love you, and I just want a chance to make it up to you. I don't care how long it takes for you to forgive me.”

“What if you can't fix it? Money doesn’t fix everything.”

“All you have to do is give me a chance.”

I pressed my lips together and tried to pretend like I didn't know what to do. I knew I loved him just as much as he said he loved me. I really thought that he would have forgotten about me and our time together. It was so long ago, even if it felt like yesterday to me.

He must have known that I was going his way, because he pulled me into his arms, and I was lost in the moment. His lips were so close to mine, and I waited for him to kiss me. I needed that touch, craved it.

“Feels a little different this time,” Tyrell said with a grin, gesturing to my stomach.

I guess things were a little different this time. There were a lot of differences, and one of them was that we both finally knew where the other one stood. I couldn't say that we accurately had that before. Tyrell had come clean about everything, and I felt like we were in a better position because now at least I knew what was going on. I had not expected him to propose. That was a shocker. When he pulled the large rock out of his pocket, I really didn't know what to say.

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