Page 129 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
I looked up at him. "What are you talking about?"
"You and Mr. Stevens don't seem to be acting like just friends anymore."
I glared at him. "That's really none of your business."
"Everything you do is my business."
"Nothing I do is your business. We're done. You've made that very clear."
"We are not done."
"Yes we are. You ignored me for weeks. And now you finally show up. Apparently just to make me feel like shit because I don't hear you offering an apology."
"I told you that I wanted to talk."
"Then talk. Tell me why you acted like I didn't exist. Do you have any idea how hard it was to go to class and feel invisible?" The room felt stifling.
"Yes, I do."
"No, you don't." I looked down at the ground. I didn't want to cry. "It's too late to talk. You waited too long. I can't. I don't want to. Not anymore."
"Penny, come on, let's go." He reached out for my hand.
"Stop." I pulled away. I didn't want him to touch me. I didn't want him here. I could feel tears beginning to well in my eyes.Why is he here? Just to torture me?
"Penny." He put his hand on my elbow.
"Don't touch me." I took another step back.
"Penny." He closed the gap between us.
"She said stop." Tyler put his hand on Professor Hunter's chest and lightly shoved him back. I wasn't sure when he had appeared. I wondered how much of our conversation he had heard.
Professor Hunter looked stunned that Tyler had shoved him. "Tyler," he said coolly and nodded his head.
"James, is it?" Tyler said sarcastically.
"Look, she's drunk. I'm just going to take her home."
"Jesus, I'm not drunk."Why does everyone keep saying that?
"She can spend the night if she wants to. Don't worry about it," Tyler said.
"That's exactly what I'm worried about. Penny, let's go. Now." He had talked to me sternly before, but never like this. I swallowed hard. Why was it so hard to resist his authority? It took every ounce of my resolve not to go to him.
Tyler put his arm out in front of me even though I didn't move. "She's not going anywhere with you. Why are you even here?"
"Because my girlfriend invited me."
"She's definitely not your girlfriend. Get the fuck out of my house."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Professor Hunter looked at me. His expression turned icy.
"You know what it means," Tyler said.
Shit.
"Tyler. Get out of my way." Professor Hunter seemed calm, but I could tell he was on the edge.
