Page 138 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
“So you really don’t remember our conversation at all last night?”
“Just bits and pieces.”
“Do you remember that I kissed James?” I cringed as I said it.
“That’s a little hard to forget.”
This seemed like the best place to start. It was easier to tackle than the Miller thing. I’d gone to James for help. Matt would understand that.
“Did they score again?” my dad asked as he sat back down on the couch.
“Yeah,” Matt said, even though he hadn’t been watching the game. “Mr. Pruitt?” He looked over at him.
“Yes, Matthew?”
“While you’re fixing up the security at your place, could Brooklyn come stay at my house?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
As much as I loved being surrounded by my mom’s old things…I wanted to go with Matt. Mr. Pruitt didn’t let boys spend the night. It was one of the only rules I knew. But I had a feeling Matt’s house would be different. I missed falling asleep in his arms. I didn’t want to have to spend the night here without him. “Please, Dad?”
His eyes softened. “Is that what you want?” he asked.
I nodded.
Mr. Pruitt looked back at Matt. “Do you still have that security system?”
“Yes,” Matt said.
“And you’ll let me send a few of my own people?”
“I’m sure that will be fine.”
“Well, let me call your mother to make sure it’s okay. Separate beds though, yes?”
“Of course, sir,” Matt said.
I hoped he was lying.
“I’m serious about the sleeping arrangements,” Mr. Pruitt said, as if he could read my thoughts.
“As am I,” Matt said.
Mr. Pruitt nodded. “I’ll call your mother then. Maybe we can head over after the game?”
“That would be great,” I said. “And maybe we can swing by Kennedy’s to check on her?”
“She’s resting. How about you wait to chat with her until tomorrow when she’s feeling better?”
“Oh. Okay.” I wanted to press it, but he was already letting me stay with Matt. I had to take that win. I just hoped Kennedy was feeling better soon because I missed her terribly.
My father pulled his phone out of his pocket and stood up. “I’ll be right back.”
“Separate beds?” I whispered up to Matt.
“No. I’m not letting you out of my sight after last night. I just knew your dad wouldn’t approve.”
A little white lie was worth getting to be back in his arms where I belonged.
