Page 38 of Bully Billionaire Dragon

My heart races as I think about what I have just agreed to.

What is TJ expecting from me?

What am I expecting from TJ?

Is this night going to change everything between us?

It feels like it might, and I have no idea how I feel about that.

Before the kiss, I thought low of TJ, but after that kiss, it feels as if my entire world has spun upside down before shattering. And I don’t know what to do with the pieces.

Do I let TJ help me pick them up?

Or do I hold on to the past and cut myself into the pieces as I pick them up alone?

My thoughts are interrupted by a hand on my arm.

“We’re here,” TJ says, pointing up.

My eyes follow and I see we are at a giant skyscraper.

“You live here?”

TJ nods with a guilty smile, “Yeah, top floor.”

I roll my eyes, open my door, and get out, TJ following closely behind me. I can feel his hand on my lower back.

The building stands at least fifty stories high, and with how dark it is, I can’t see the top of the building.

“You must have the most gorgeous view,” I say breathlessly.

“I really do,” TJ responds, looking at me.

My flush grows and I fear that my skin is a flaming red color.

His compliments hit different today.

There is just something endearing about the way he talks to me; no one has ever said the things he has to me before. Part of me wonders if this is all a game, but another part of me hopes it is not.

“Come on, it's getting cold out and my apartment is nice and warm.”

TJ leads me to the elevator in the front of the building. He presses the top floor button, and the glass elevator ascends slowly. I watch the bustling city down below as we go higher and higher.

As we rise, I can feel the air getting thick with unspoken words.

Both of us clearly have something to say, but we keep it to ourselves.

I wonder what TJ wants to say and I know what I want to ask.

Why did he invite me here? And what are his intentions with me?

The elevator dings, alerting us to the fact we reached the top floor.

“After you,” TJ gestures to the open doors.

“I have no idea where we are headed,” I point out with a tilt of my head.

TJ chuckles. “Of course not.”

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