Page 5 of Billionaire Temptations

I gulped and looked at him with wide eyes.

“Emma, it’s so nice to meet you finally,” the woman said as she hugged me. “Look at you. You’re beautiful.”

“Emma, I’d like you to meet Bradshaw and Carol Hamilton, my parents.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you finally.” His dad smiled as he held out his hand.

I extended my hand, and we lightly shook. “It’s wonderful to meet the both of you.”

Everything happened so fast that I didn’t know what was going on. One minute, I was in the bathroom, and the next, I was meeting some guy’s parents who thought I was his fiancée.

“Mom, Dad. It was nice of you to come all the way here, but I have to take Emma home. We’ll catch up later, okay?”

“Nonsense, son. You both will ride with us, and we’ll drop her off on the way.”

“Seriously, Dad, we want to be alone for a while,” Max commanded. “Can you please respect that?”

“Certainly we can, Max.” His mom smiled. “Come on, Bradshaw. Let the two of them be for now. We can get to know Emma better at dinner tonight. Seven o’clock. Don’t be late.”

My eyes widened, and I took in a deep breath. “Looking forward to it.” I smiled.

They both walked away and exited the airport. I turned to Max, who let out a breath, and I smacked him.

“What the hell was that all about? Your fiancée? Are you fucking crazy?!”

“Ouch. Let me explain. Just calm down.”

“Oh, you’re going to explain. In fact, you have five seconds.” I walked away when I saw my luggage come around. I grabbed it, and Max grabbed his, following me as I stepped out the doors.

Max hailed us a cab, and I slid in the back seat.

“Do you have the address of where you’re staying?”

I pulled out the piece of paper from my purse and handed it to him.

“Tribeca, eh? Nice.” He rattled off the address to the cab driver.

“Now you have three seconds to tell me what the hell just happened back there.”

“Emma, it’s a long story. Can it please wait until we get to your apartment?”

How could this day get any worse? I should have just stayed in Miami, and none of this would be happening right now.

Chapter Three

Max slidout of the cab and held out his hand to help me. I smacked it.

“I don’t need your help.” I climbed out and grabbed my luggage from the cab driver. Max grabbed his and followed me inside.

“You’re on floor twenty-eight,” he said.

“No shit. I can read.”

We took the elevator up to the twenty-eighth floor, and I found apartment 28C.

“Wait. I’ve been here before,” Max spoke. “What’s your friend’s name again?”

“Macy.”

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