Page 77 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
"What, why? I haven't even taken my shirt off yet."
I laughed. "It's getting late. I'm going to go get some rest."
"Did he say something else entirely inappropriate?" He gave me a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry if he was out of line, I..."
"No. No, your brother is great."
"It's something I did then?"
"No. Your brother is right. You're a great guy, Rob. I just...I can't do this."
"Can't do what? We only just met."
"I know. I'm really sorry. I hope that your brother gets some help. And I wish you the best of luck with all that. But I can't do this again."
"Wait, what?"
I quickly walked toward the door and left before I could change my mind. I immediately felt guilty. I knew the places where James could get help. It was irresponsible for me to walk away without telling Rob about them. But they hadn't helped my brother. So why would they help James?
I pressed the button for the elevator.
"Daphne."
I grimaced. I should have known it would be harder to shake Rob after he had been so persistent all day.
He stopped in front of the elevator, blocking my path when the doors dinged open. "What's going on? I thought we were going to see where this weekend went? I don't understand what happened."
"I'm sorry if I led you on. I'm just going to go back to my friends."
"Sorry if you led me on? I thought we were on the same page here. What the fuck happened?"
I folded my arms in front of my chest. I silently cursed myself after I realized it just pushed my breasts up. "Don't raise your voice at me."
He shook his head. "Then don't treat me like one of your students."
"I'm not..."
"You're talking all sternly like I've done something wrong. Trust me, teachers were always mad at me. What, are you going to give me detention?" He raised his left eyebrow. "Tell me why you're leaving." He looked so sexy when he stared at me so quizzically.
"I'm just tired."
"If it's something I did, then I want to know. I'm sorry about tonight. I'm sorry if James made you uncomfortable."
Uncomfortable? That's what he thought I was upset about? "Your brother needs help, Rob."
"Help with what?"
"His problem."
"What problem?"
"I know it's easy to be in denial about this. But...James is clearly an addict."
"Clearly? Seriously? You don't know him."
"He's using..."
"He's not using. It was Matt. Just likeyousaid."
