Page 332 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
I grabbed Jacob’s hand and pulled him out of the classroom. “What the heck was that at lunch?”
“I don’t know. Axel was definitely high. I would have said he was jealous about our relationship, but he was super high before finding out.”
Axel probably wouldn’t even remember hearing the news. But that wasn’t what this was about. “I’m not talking about Axel. I’m talking aboutyou. Why did you lie about how you asked me out?”
He laughed. “Well, I couldn’t tell the truth about what happened. So I just said the first thing I thought of.”
“Me getting drunk and confessing my undying love for you was the first thing you thought of?”
He laughed. “Yeah. Aunt Ash is always telling that story and it just popped into my head.”
“What story?”
“About how she didn’t realize the Kool-Aid was spiked and confessed her love for my abuelo.”
I’d never heard that story about Mr. Tanner and Aunt Ash before. But it didn’t mean someone else hadn’t. “Youstoletheir story? Jacob! People will know our story is made up then.”
“Nah, I made it spiked lemonade instead of Kool-Aid. And at least I didn’t make you fling yourself off the side of a yacht in embarrassment. Or have you saved from the freezing cold water but winding up top nude during the whole rescue thing.”
I laughed. “That did not happen to her. And since when is it called top nude?”
“Her words, not mine. And I swear it did happen.”
I shook my head. “Well, thanks for not saying I was top nude in your kitchen.”
“I’ll save that for another story.”
“No, no more stories! I can’t keep track of all the made up details.”
“But you have to add lots of very specific details or else it’ll look suspicious,” he said.
“It’s way more suspicious if I can’t remember any of the details, Jacob!”
He laughed. “How can you not remember the story of our first kiss?”
“I do remember our first kiss. Just not the made up thing.”
He put his arm around my shoulders. “I’m pretty sure you remember it. And come on, this story is better than you licking the roof of my mouth.”
I felt my face turning red as he guided me toward detention. “Fine. But no more stories.”
“Maybe.”
“Jacob!”
He just laughed as we stopped outside of Mr. Halifax’s room.
“When do we get to tell Sophie the truth?” I asked. “Because I can’t lie too much longer.”
“It does seem like she believed it. So how about we meet up in your new secret lair after dinner tonight to tell her?”
“Oursecret lair.” I didn’t love that everyone was saying it was mine. That was so much more incriminating.
“Sounds good. Have fun in detention, you rebel.” He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose.
I laughed. “Have fun at practice.” I couldn’t believe I actually had detention. And that I’d lied about it to my dad. I turned to see Mr. Halifax staring at me in the doorway. Why was he looking at me? I hurried to the back of the room where Sophie was sitting in our usual place.
“We-need-to-talk is code for let’s make out in the hall, right?” she asked.
