Page 50 of Billionaire Temptations

He couldn’t get out fast enough for me as I leaned over the toilet and started vomiting.Shit. What was going on? I didn’t have time for this. I got ready and headed out the door to school. When I arrived and sat down in my seat, Hannah came strolling in.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I asked her.

“A little better. That flu really kicked my ass.”

“Tell me about it. I’m still not feeling well, and I have that dinner tonight with Max and his family. It’s his birthday.”

“Oh yeah, that’s right. It’s almost over. How are you feeling about that?”

“I’m okay,” I totally lied. “It’s hard to believe that the last three months went by so fast.”

“I know. We’re almost done with this semester.”

I sighed. “As soon as the semester ends, I have to find a job. My money is running out.”

“The bookstore on campus is hiring. I don’t know how much they pay, but it’s worth a shot.” She smiled.

“Maybe I’ll check it out. Thanks, Hannah.”

“Hey, I’m not feeling so well,” Austin said as he leaned in between us. “I think I need to leave.”

Hannah and I looked at him. He was as white as a ghost. “You better get home before you start puking all over us.”

“I’ll talk to you girls later.” He grabbed his things and literally ran out of the classroom.

We both laughed. “Poor Austin.”

Chapter Nineteen

After dinner,we went back to Max’s parents’ house for cake and ice cream. Dinner was awkward because all Carol wanted to talk about was the wedding and all the things she thought I should do. I helped Carol put twenty-six candles on the large, beautifully decorated cake she had made for Max. We lit each one and carried it into the dining room, where Max, Fiona, and Bradshaw were waiting for us.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Max. Happy birthday to you,” we sang as we walked in and set the cake down in front of him.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Make a wish.”

He blew out the candles, and we all clapped. Bradshaw stood up and left the room. A few moments later, he walked in and handed Max an envelope.

“Happy birthday, son. I’ve signed off on your trust fund, and it’s yours. I have no doubt that you’ll be responsible with it.”

“Thanks, Dad. Thanks, Mom.”

“We are so happy for you and Emma, darling. Now, let’s set a date so we can get working on this wedding.”

“Oh, Max and I have already set a date. We were waiting to tell you.” Max looked at me with surprise as I grabbed his hand. “We are getting married on September 10, 2016.”

“Oh. A September wedding. How perfect!” Carol smiled.

“Congratulations, you two.” Bradshaw winked at Max.

“That’s less than a year. We better start planning.”

Max put up his hand. “Whoa, Mom. We just set the date. Give us some time.”

After finishing cake and ice cream, Max took me upstairs to his bedroom.

“Are you okay? You look exhausted.”

“I’m really tired. It’s been a long day, and I don’t think I’m fully recovered yet.”

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