Page 408 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
She grabbed my arm. “If I say deal back on, will you please stop?”
I nodded.
“Deal back on.”
I froze on the dance floor, my arm still dangling down in the perfect robot. I moved it just an inch.
She slapped my robot arm and then pulled me back in. “Sorry,” she said. “I just figured since you were here it wouldn’t hurt to rub it in my ex’s face that I’m so happy.”
“You know what will probably make you happy?”
She looked up at me. “Don’t tell me you moonlight as a therapist. I hate therapists.”
Yeah, me too. “No. But I do know that being in a real relationship is better than being in a fake one.”
“That’s the plan. We’ll grow on each other.”
I clenched my jaw. That wasn’t what was going to happen. It was hard enough to stand here with her, let alone thinking about being in a relationship with her.Please, Nigel. Do your thing.
“Ah, there he is.” She pointed over to Mr. Pruitt. “Let’s get him to believe we’re in love. He’s going to be thrilled. Look at me like you can’t see your life with anyone else.”
I tried to picture her like Kennedy. But I couldn’t. But the thought that Kennedy popped into my head made me smile.
“Perfect.” She looped her arm through mine and walked us over to her uncle.
“Poppy,” Mr. Pruitt said and leaned in to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “And…Matthew. What is this?” He looked back and forth between us.
“We’re dating, Uncle Richard.” Poppy reached out like she was about to straighten my tie, but then remembered I wasn’t wearing one. She laughed and patted my chest.
“You’re dating…each other?” He lowered his eyebrows.
“That’s right. When I went to visit him the other day we got to talking. And talking. Talking at his office turned into dinner.” She shrugged like it had all happened without threats and bribery. “And we have so much in common. Plus, he’s such a finance whiz. I know you mentioned that a while ago.” She waved her hand through the air. “But I’d completely forgotten. He’s so smart. And I was telling him how I’m not so great with budgets and all that. He’s been kind of tutoring me on the side when we’re not busy canoodling.” She booped me on the nose. “Isn’t that right, sugar tits?” She batted her fake eyelashes at me.
Sugar tits? What the hell kind of nickname was that for a grown ass man?
Mr. Pruitt just stared at her. And then his scrutinizing gaze landed on me. “Is this true?”
Honestly, the last thing I wanted to do was lie to Mr. Pruitt. But I was kind of in a sticky situation here. I just nodded.
“I thought you loved my daughter,” he said.
It felt like a slap in the face. “I do.” I shook my head. “I did.” A lump had formed in my throat and it wouldn’t go away. “She’s gone.”
“We really need to talk,” he said. He glanced at Poppy and then back at me. “In private.”
“Anything you need to say in front of my boyfriend you can say in front of me, Uncle Richard.” Poppy snuggled into my side like a leech.
“Very well.” Mr. Pruitt stared at me. “Then both of you come with me.” He turned around and walked toward a door markedPersonnel Only.
We started to follow him.
“Sugar tits?” I whispered to Poppy. “Really?”
“I panicked. It was the first thing that popped into my head. And we’re stuck with it now, so just roll with it.”
I shook my head as we walked into the hotel kitchen. There were only a few people inside. Caterers refilling their trays with little desserts.
“Out,” Mr. Pruitt said to them.
