Page 142 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
She nodded like she suddenly understood me completely. "Sorry," she said.
"Yeah. I feel bad about the way I left things, but I'm not really that upset about it. She was a great girl, but we weren't really that compatible."
"So why the sudden need to drive to California, then?"
"It's not your turn. How many guys have you slept with?"
She stopped chewing mid-bite. "That's a really personal question."
"It can be your pass."
She shook her head and set down her fork. "Um." She scrunched her lips to the side as she thought. "Does hand stuff count?"
I laughed. "No."
"Right. Well, three then."
I nodded. "Okay, your turn."
She leaned forward slightly. She did that a lot. It seemed like a habit from working at a bar. But I wasn't complaining. It allowed me to see down her shirt without being too obvious.
"How many girlfriends have you had total?" Hailey asked.
"With the same rules about labels and the talk?"
"Yeah."
"Four. Why did you break up with your only boyfriend?" I asked.
She didn't look excited by the question. "He cheated on me."
"Sounds like a quality guy."
"Absolutely. He cheated on me with my best friend at the time. And now they're married and expecting their first child."
Damn."Ouch."
"It doesn't bother me anymore," she said with a shrug. "Honestly it's like you said...we weren't really compatible. How many girls have you slept with?"
I thought about it for a second. "Nine."
"You have triple my experience then." Her eyes stayed locked on mine. She was basically a professional flirter. But her gaze still affected me.
"I guess so," I said.
She looked back down at her half-eaten omelet.
"Why didn't you just ask to share a room with me last night?" I asked.
"Because I don't know you."
"That didn't stop you from climbing in my car."
"That's different. I was awake. Who knows what you'd do to me if I was sleeping with you. I mean, in the same room. Not having sex with you. Obviously." She laughed and her cheeks got slightly rosy.
I wanted to do all sorts of things to her. But not when she was sleeping. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe she was exactly what I needed to move on. It was pretty obvious that she wanted me. The way she was making fun of the waitress who was clearly flirting with me. But she also didn't seem to realize that I didn't give a shit about the waitress because I only wanted to look at the girl across from me. Didn't she know how pretty she was?
"My turn, right?" Hailey asked.
