Page 65 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
He laughed and clinked his glass against mine. I took a sip of the champagne. I had never even tasted champagne before, but I liked it.
"So," I said and sat down. "How long have you lived in this apartment?"
He sat down across from me. "Ever since I started working at the university."
I looked around again. "So why aren't there any decorations? There isn't a single picture anywhere."
"I wasn't sure how long I'd be staying for."
"Why?" I could tell he was starting to get uncomfortable. He shifted in his chair.
"Like I told you before, I needed a change. But I wasn't sure if the change would be permanent."
"Do you still think you'll go back to New York?" I didn't want to lose him. Whatever this was between us, I didn't want to picture it ending. We had only just started dating.
The timer on the oven went off.
"There's nothing left for me in New York." His expression grew dark. He got up and went back into the kitchen. He grabbed the casserole dish with a pair of potholders and brought it back to the table. Why did he look mad at me? He told me I could ask him a few questions. He put a scoop of the dish on my plate. It was penne noodles, chicken, and vodka sauce.
I didn't pick up my fork. "So, the move is permanent now?" I held my breath as I waited for his answer.
He gave me a smile. "I believe so."
Yes!"What made you change your mind?"
"You."
I looked down at my plate. He was probably just joking, but I felt my face blush regardless. I laughed awkwardly and took a bite of the vodka chicken. "This is delicious."
"Thank you."
I looked up and he was staring at me.
"Do you have any more questions for me, Penny?"
"Only a million more."
He laughed.
"Tell me about your family."
He finished chewing a bite of food. "Well, I have an older sister and a younger brother."
"Tell me about them."
"My sister lives in New York." Professor Hunter finished off his glass of champagne and poured himself another.
"And what does she do?"
"She's a writer."
"Has she written anything that I may have heard of?"
"Probably not."
I wasn't sure whether I should be offended or not. I decided not to dwell on it. He was probably just uncomfortable answering all these questions. "And what about your brother?"
"The last time I heard from him, he was in Costa Rica."
