Page 32 of Billionaire Temptations

“I won’t. Don’t worry, and your secret is safe with me. I love my brother, and I hate what my parents have done to make him do this. Max is an amazing guy and brother, but he just can’t settle for one girl. I guess you could say he takes after our dad. I’m sure he’s told you about my dad’s affairs.”

“Yeah. He’s mentioned it.”

Kara and Molly arrived back at the table just in time for the opening band to start playing. Fiona went back to her table, and I sat there, upset and jealous that Max had taken that girl to the ballet instead of me. He broke our rule of not seeing anyone until our engagement was over. That sorry son of a bitch. Now I was pissed as hell. I slipped my ring off my finger and put it in my purse.

The opening band ended, and High Five finally took the stage. We all stood up from our seats in the private seating area and started shouting and waving our hands. Wow. Lucas looked good up there. He wore dark wash jeans and a black muscle shirt that showed off his muscular arms. His brown hair, which had once been longer, was now cut short on the sides with a longer top that he swept over to the side, enhancing his already dreamy brown eyes. He ran across the stage as he sang the first song. Once the song was over, he and the band talked to the crowd, telling us how awesome New York City is. Fiona stood on her chair and screamed his name. When he turned to look at her, his eyes met mine, and a wide smile splayed across his face. He pointed at me and winked. Molly reached over and grabbed my arm in excitement.

“This next song is a song I wrote after spending a few hours with a girl named Emma. It’s called “Whoever She Is.” He strummed his guitar. The crowd went crazy. Fiona ran over to me.

“Oh my effin’ God! That is one of my favorite songs, and he wrote that about you!” she screamed.

I took the last sip of my mojito as he sang the rest of the song. Ten songs later, their performance was finally over. As soon as they exited off the stage, one of the security guys walked up to me.

“Are you Emma?”

“Yes.”

“Lucas would like to see you in the back. He said to bring your friends too.”

“Here we go again.” Kara smiled.

I looked over at Fiona, who had practically stopped breathing and hooked my arm around her. “Wanna hang out with us?”

“Really?” she asked in excitement.

“Yeah.” I smiled as we were led to the back of the lounge and into a large room.

When we walked through the door, Lucas turned and looked at me.

“Hello, Emma.”

“Hello, Lucas. You remember my friends Kara and Molly?”

“Of course. Wasn’t there one more?”

I laughed. “Yeah. That would be Aubrey. She’s back in Miami. I would love for you to meet my friend, Fiona Hamilton. She’s a huge fan.”

He took her hand and brought it up to his lips, giving it a soft kiss. I thought Fiona was going to pass out.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Fiona. Would you ladies like to join us down on the first level for a few drinks? On me, of course.”

We followed the band down to the first level, where we were seated at a large table. Lucas signaled for the bartender, ordering us a round of drinks for the adults and cokes for Fiona and her friends.

“What a surprise seeing you here in New York, Emma.”

“I live here now. I’m attending Parsons School of Design.”

“Very cool.” He smiled.

We sat and talked for a couple of hours, and a few drinks later, I was really feeling the alcohol.

“Would you like to come back to the hotel with us?”

The offer was tempting, and for a split second, I thought about it. If Max could break the rules, then so could I.

“She’s engaged to my brother,” Fiona proudly spoke.

Lucas looked at me and tilted his head. “You’re engaged?”

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