Page 313 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
“So…Joe,” I said and stared at Kennedy and Cupcake on the other side of the lunch table. “Where did the name Dickson and Son’s Sugarcakes come from?” I had to stifle a laugh as the ridiculous name left my mouth.
I had no idea what to talk to Cupcake about. I kept waiting for him to apologize to me. He’d hit me at full force with a dodgeball and had never uttered an “I’m sorry.” I thought it would come. But as lunch slowly ticked closer to coming to an end…nothing.
He swallowed down some water with a huge gulp. “My last name is Dickson. I’m my father’s son. And we make sugarcakes.”
What the hell is a sugarcake?How were we not talking about that? Or the fact that the name of their shop was practically pornographic. If you said it fast it was basically Dicks On Son. “I thought you made cupcakes?”
“Amongst other things.”
Kennedy smiled at him. I glanced at Felix who just shrugged and kept eating.
Finally the bell rang, ending the awkward lunch.
“Catch you later,” Kennedy said and pecked Cupcake on the cheek.
I turned toward Felix. Should I do the same? A kiss on the cheek? I shook away the thought. It felt too forced.
“I can give you a ride home today if you want,” Felix said.
I smiled. “That would be great.” My uncle would never know. He always got home a few hours after me.
“See you then.” He leaned forward and kissed me. Not on the cheek. A full kiss on the lips right there in the middle of thecafeteria. My mind had been racing ever since he’d told me we weren’t exclusive. But that kiss pretty much sealed the deal. Right? Who else could he possibly be seeing?Unless they don’t go to this school...
As he walked away, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I knew Matt was watching. And for the first time since I’d stepped foot in Empire High, I wasn’t watching him back. I hadn’t glanced at him all day. I was going full-on cold turkey. It was easier than I thought. All I had to do was picture Isabella touching his chest. Or the opened box of condoms. Or the dozens of pictures of Isabella in his nightstand.
“I thought you were banned from seeing Felix?” Kennedy said as we walked out of the cafeteria together.
I’d caught her up this morning. Just not on the whole kissing Matt twice thing because we’d run out of time before the first bell. But I was glad I hadn’t told her now. I’d decided to bury that secret. It was done. I’d told Felix and he hadn’t pushed the question of who. And I didn’t feel compelled to ever talk about it again. Ever. “I decided to ignore that suggestion.”
She laughed. “Brooklyn the bad ass. I like it.”
I smiled as I pulled some books out of my locker.
Something hit my back, making me spill my books onto the floor. If I had been a fraction of an inch to the left, I probably would have split my head open on the side of my locker.
Isabella laughed. “Clumsy me.” She put her hand on her chest, feigning sympathy. Her minions giggled beside her.
I tried my best to ignore them as I crouched down and started picking up my books. But they didn’t leave.
“I’m used to ignoring the help,” she said. “I just didn’t see you. Out of habit, of course.” She kicked one of my books with the toe of her shoe, knocking it farther away from me. I leaned forward on my knees to grab it.
“We’re not the help,” Kennedy said. “Go bother someone else.”
“Oh, sweetie. Just because you go to this school doesn’t mean you’re one of us. Were you or were you not catering Mr. Caldwell's birthday party a few weeks ago? An event that I wasattending?”
That was Matt's father's birthday party? No wonder he only helped me in the bathroom, away from prying eyes. God forbid his parents found out he associated withthe help.
Kennedy just stared at Isabella.
“Good, we agree."
I stood up, clutching my books to my chest.
“I saw Rachel all over James at the party this weekend,” Kennedy said. “They make a cute couple.”
Isabella lowered her eyebrows. She always looked mean. But the action made it look like she was about to rip Kennedy’s head off. “Oh, were you there? I didn’t see you.” She laughed. “Right, we were just talking about that. I never notice the help.”
“Well I bet you noticed Rachel.”
