Page 42 of Flirting with My Billionaire Enemy

Who knew Mr. Keith was so snarky and sarcastic?

“Exactly. You’ll thank me later when your car is running well.”

“Listen, I’m at the house right now, but it looks like Brensen and I are going to have to fly out to Singapore tonight. There’ve been some complications with our office over there that I need to sort out ASAP. Are you willing to extend your stay at the house? I need someone to be there for your mom. She’s getting so stir crazy she’s about to start driving around town to visit all her friends, and I need her to stay put so she can recover.”

“We actually just bumped into her entire knitting circle,” Kaison says as he cranks up the engine. “Why don’t we have them come over for a visit to help her out?” he suggests.

“Are you about to drive my car while you’re on the phone?” Mr. Keith grouches.

“No, sir. I would never. I’m about to hang up right now.”

“You’d better. I’ll see you at the house before I leave.”

“Actually, we need to take Ariana to the doctor. Her hand is all swollen up.”

“What happened to her hand?” his dad asks.

“Mittens scratched her, and she’s allergic.”

“Why don’t you get the doctor to meet you at the house? I don’t want you gallivanting all over town in my Lamborghini.”

Good thing he didn’t know we had Mittens on the road with us. Somehow, we were going to have to drive home without the kitty scratching up the seats.

“You got it, Pops. I’ll call Dr. Bradley as soon as I hang up with you.”

“See you soon.”

We sit in the parking lot with Mittens purring at Kaison’s feet as he calls the doctor. Luckily, Dr. Bradley agrees to come out to the house to treat me right away.

As we drive back to the house, I look over to Kaison, who steps on the gas pedal so hard it throws me back into my seat and my heart ends up in my throat. If he doesn’t watch it, I’m going to have to be treated for a heart attack as well as the allergic reaction.

But despite all that, there’s something fun about this. I’ve never been one to sneak out or rebel, but I have to admit that going on this adventure with Kaison is making me rethink my cautious attitude toward life.

Maybe it’s time for me to start living a little.

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KAISON

Idrive back to the house. I can’t help but worry about Ariana’s hand. What if it gets worse and her throat closes up before the doctor can get back? “Do you have an EpiPen or allergy medicine with you?”

“No. I didn’t know you guys would have cats.”

“I’ll check my mom’s medicine cabinet. I’m sure Dr. Bradley will have something he can prescribe you, but you need something now.”

“It’s just a little allergies. It’s nothing I haven’t dealt with before,” Ariana says.

“No one in my family deals with allergies, so I don’t know how it works. I just hear horror stories about people dying from allergic reactions.”

I can’t lose Ariana. She’s smart and funny and beautiful, and I think I’m starting to fall hard for her.

I pull right up to the front door, and we go inside, Mittens tucked under my arm. “Let’s get you to the kitchen,” I say.

Mom is sitting on the couch in the formal living room. “What’s going on, Kaison?” Concern covers her features.

Mittens jumps from my hands when she sees my mom. I guess she’s already picked favorites around here.

“Mittens scratched up Ariana and now her hand is swelling. Do you know if we have any antihistamines?” I ask.

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