Page 220 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
Gross.“I meant I didn’t have sex period.” The thought of sex made me picture Aiden naked, trying to get me out of his bedroom so he could continue cheating on me. God I hated men. “I told you, no boys for me this summer. I’m focusing on me.”
Kristen had the audacity to pause the show right in the middle of a Tim Gunn critique.
“Hey, I was watching that.”
“Mila, I know you were hurt.” She put her feet up on the couch so she could turn toward me. “But you can’t just shut yourself off from love. And when did you say Aiden lost his mind? During spring break? That was like…in March. It’s been three months.”
“Three months is not that much time! I thought he was going to propose!”
“And we both know you would have said no.”
“That’s not…”
“He was not your person. He was an egotistical asshole. You would have said no. And even if you didn’t, you would have changed your mind before you walked down the aisle and ruined your whole life. You’re smarter than that. And you shouldn’t let someone as stupid as Aiden ruin your whole summer. You’re a junior. It’s your last real summer break. You deserve to enjoy it.”
Her words made me tear up. She was right. Why was I still letting Aiden dictate my happiness? Yup, Kristen was definitely my best friend. Before I could thank her for what she said, she started talking again.
“And the best way to enjoy this summer is by drinking sangria with your main squeeze and watching reruns of Project Runway!” She got up and quickly poured me a glass of sangria. “But getting rammed by aforementioned hot lifeguard would really be the cherry on top. I’m sure he’d make you forget all about Aiden.”
I laughed and took the glass from her. She wasn’t wrong. But nothing was going to happen with me and the lifeguard.
“So if you didn’t do the dirty deed, what the hell happened? You can barely move without looking like you’re going to keel over.”
“Jellyfish sting.”
“Oh ouch. Did you get someone to pee on you? That’s really supposed to help.”
I laughed. At least I wasn’t the only one whose mind automatically went there. “Apparently there’s a spray for it. So no pee necessary.”Thank God.
“Nice.” She just stared at me instead of restarting our TV show.
“What?”
“So how do you know about the spray? Did you look it up online? Or did someone give it to you?”
“A lifeguard sprayed me.”
“Which lifeguard?”
We proceeded to have a staring contest for almost a minute before Kristen squealed.
“Hot lifeguard sprayed you with pee?!”
“That’s not what I said. It’s not pee spray. Just a normal jellyfish spray of some kind.”
“Not important.” She waved her hand through the air. “It washim?”
“Yeah, you know I always sit next to his stand.”
“So you met him. What did he say? What was he like? Did you get a good whiff of him? He probably smells amazing. Did you touch his abs?”
I laughed. “No, I didn’t sniff him or touch him.” Although, he had touched me. I shook away the thought. “He was just really professional.”Kind of.I remembered the feeling of him blowing on my ass and a chill ran down my spine. “And…nice.”
“Nice? That is literally the worst way to describe someone. That’s how you describe a stranger’s grandmother. Give me more than that.”
“He was really sweet. And he said he’d see me on Thursday. So I’m pretty sure he knows my schedule.”
“That’s big.”
