Page 25 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"Three. What's your major?"
"Marketing. What's your major?"
"Penny you're cheating. You're not supposed to just repeat every question I ask."
"Oh. Okay. Well, then. What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?"
"I don't get embarrassed easily."
"Well you're the exact opposite of me then. But if you had to just choose one thing that a normal person would probably find embarrassing?"
He laughed. "Well, one time at camp I wet my pants while I was sleeping. And my sleeping bag got completely soaked. So after everyone woke up I switched it with my bunkmates so that everyone would think he did it."
"Tyler! That's not embarrassing for you. That's embarrassing for the boy you played the prank on."
"I don't know...I mean, I just told you I used to wet my bed."
I laughed. "Okay, fair enough. Next question."
"What's the most scandalous thing you've ever done?"
I thought about my back against the car and Professor Hunter pressing against me. "Pass!" I almost yelled. I knew my face was turning red.
"Ooohh," Tyler laughed. "Jackpot. Penny you have to tell me, it's part of the game."
I was bad at thinking on my toes and even worse at lying. "Errr...one time I...Oh, please, Tyler..."
"Okay, fine. You don't have to tell me now. But I will get it out of you eventually." He was smiling.
"Do you have another question?" I asked.
"Which sounds better to you: sweatpants, popcorn, and a movie? Or a dress, great food, and dancing?"
"Sweatpants and a movie, hands down."
"Okay, that's going to be our next date then."
I smiled. Why couldn't I just forget about Professor Hunter? Tyler was sweet and funny. And he wasn't my teacher. I studied his face. He was handsome. Actually, he was really handsome.
"What do you want to do after you graduate?" I asked him.
"Geez. I don't know." He rubbed his chin. "You'll have to hold me to answering that later too."
"Fair enough. We each only get one pass, though."
He nodded in agreement.
Since he had already used his pass, I needed to think of something juicy to ask him. We were at the front of the line so I used the extra time to brood over different questions I could ask him. Once we both got our sandwiches, we sat down across from each other.
"Still your question," he said.
A girl walked up to our table and touched Tyler on the shoulder. She had long, straight blonde hair and huge breasts. They were basically falling out of her shirt.
"Hi, Tyler," she said.
"Hey, Claire," he said quietly. She leaned down and whispered something in his ear. His face remained expressionless and then the girl walked away.
I couldn't help myself, I was a little jealous. I guess I liked Tyler more than I had realized. But it no longer seemed like I was his type.
