Page 281 of The First Time
She folds her arms.
"It's done, already. And this is for me too. I quit my job. Now, I'll have time to draw and run and live my life. And I'll be able to finally go to school. You're right. I want a break." Not as much as I want Lizzy doing well, but I do want it. "And I like Blake. I want to get to know him. And to sleep with him."
That gets her smiling. "It's that good?"
"Yes. But we're not talking about that—"
"Oh my God, we so are!" Her smile widens. "Let me see the ring." She takes my hand and stares at the enormous rock. "You know, his company is worth like ten or twenty billion dollars."
"I know."
"They have this side project. A chat bot they're testing on their IM program, to see if it can fool users. It's really cool." She releases my hand.
Figures my nerdy little sister is more interested in chat bots than in my fake wedding. Even if both are imitations of human connection.
"He wants to meet you. You could show him your chess bot," I say. "He loves chess."
Her cheeks flush. "I couldn't. That's like you showing your sketchbook to van Gogh or something."
"You really should go to sleep. It is a school night."
"And I'm skipping. It's public school. I can call in sick for myself. And there's no way I'm sleeping until I get all the details. About this arrangement. And about sex with a hot billionaire." She gets up and turns on the kettle. "You want black or green tea?"
"You can't tell anyone."
"I won't. I promise."
