Page 15 of Billionaire Temptations

He chuckled. “No. You’re safe.”

I smiled as he opened the door, and I slid into the back seat.

“How was your first day of school?”

“It was good. I met some new friends.”

He looked at me through his rearview mirror. “That’s great, Emma. I’m glad you had a good day.”

I opened the door to my apartment and stepped inside, setting my bag on the floor. The last text message Max sent me was that he was coming over tonight, but he didn’t say if we were going to dinner or not. So I decided to ask him.

“What time are you coming over? Are we doing dinner?”

“I won’t be over until after nine, and I already have dinner plans.”

FUCKER. He pissed me off again.

“Why are you coming over? I’ve had a long day, and I’m tired.”

“I have to talk to you about the engagement party my parents are throwing us, and I won’t stay long.”

Really? An engagement party? Shit. I pulled out some menus that I had found in the kitchen drawer and decided to place a delivery order from the Chinese restaurant around the block. I changed into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top and put my hair up in a high ponytail. A while later, my dinner arrived, and I took it over to the couch with a glass of wine and turned on the episode ofRevengeI was on during my two-dayRevengemarathon.

It was eight forty-five when I heard a knock. I set my carton of sweet and sour chicken down and walked to the door, looking out the peephole to make sure it was Max. I opened the door, and instantly, his eyes traveled from my head down to my feet. I almost lost my breath when I saw him standing there in his dark gray business suit.

“How was school?” he asked as he walked in.

“It was good.”

“You’re eating Chinese, I see.”

I sighed and took a seat on the couch, picking up my carton and a piece of chicken with my chopsticks. Max sat down next to me.

“My parents are throwing us an engagement party next weekend at their home.”

“And? You couldn’t have told me that over the phone?”

“I hadn’t seen you in a couple of days.” His fingers played with the ends of my ponytail. “I wanted to tell you in person.”

I turned my head towards him so my hair was out of his reach. “How was your dinner?”

“Boring. It was with a prospective client. Why don’t you tell me about your day?” He softly smiled.

“Well, let’s see. I went to class, met some new friends, had lunch, and now I’m home. That pretty much sums it up.”

“What’s wrong with you? I’m sensing an attitude.” His fingers deftly ran across my shoulder.

I shuddered.

“Nothing’s wrong, and I don’t have an attitude.” I did have an attitude, but I didn’t want to. The fact that he walked into my life unexpectedly and decided to turn my world upside down irritated me. The more I was with him, and the more I stared into his amazing gray eyes, the harder I was falling.

“Tell me about your new friends.”

I got up from the couch and took my Chinese cartons into the kitchen. “Their names are Hannah and Austin, and they’re really nice.”

“Austin?”

I swore I heard a hint of jealousy in his voice, and there was no way I was telling him that he was gay.

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