Page 109 of Billion Dollar Mistake

I know he’s tense and vulnerable, so I decide to give him something.

“She was just getting to know me. Everything about my job, my family, and my dad.”

I don’t want to give away everything we shared. All that matters is we get along and that she knows I care deeply for Jeremy.

“Where’s Chelsea?” I tilt my head back and ask him.

“She went out the front a while ago.”

My heart rate picks up. This isn’t like Chelsea, unless her dick of a boyfriend bailed on her again. Dammit, if he has, I think I’ll lose it. I can’t sit back and watch my friend be treated this way.

“I’ll be back. I need to check on her.”

“Of course. Do you need me to come?”

I shake my head. “No, it’ll be better if you don’t. I’ll fill you in later.”

He caresses my lips in a kiss. “Go find her.”

I slowly slip out of his embrace and move to the front door. I pull it open and step out, pulling the door behind me closed. A breeze picks up and I wrap my hands around my middle as I take the stairs down the front porch. Her car is still parked out front.

I move and I’m about to call out her name when I hear voices.

I walk closer. I can see the back of Jeremy's brother, Evan. A pair of hands loop around his back. He’s rubbing her back, up and down.

The woman peels back, and I almost topple over. Chelsea.

Why would he be comforting her?

I want to ask.

But I think she needs another man to show her the good out there. I don’t know a thing about Evan, but knowing his family, I can say he is a better man than her current shitty boyfriend.

Instead of interrupting them, I turn around and return inside.

I head straight back to Jeremy’s side.

“Did you find her?” he asks.

“Yeah.”

“Is she okay?”

“She will be,” I say with hope.

“Ready to meet my dad?”

“Yeah, let's go,” I say with a smile.

Sebastian is quiet and sweet. Not the least bit scary. Actually, come to think of it, no one in his family has made me uncomfortable.

Except for his brother Harvey. He’s a bit of a dick. But only one out of all the ones I met today are pretty good odds.

“Dinner is served,” Grams calls.

I twist to look at the front door, wondering if Chelsea is coming back in, but I don’t know.

Should I get her?

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