Page 501 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
And Axel wanted to make some kind of weird vow of singledom? If he liked me, he’d make it a mission to make sure I wasn’t single because I’d be his.
So...Sophie was wrong.
Neither of them liked me.
There was no grand choice to make tonight. And I really wished I had realized all this at a different moment. Because this suddenly felt like every other homecoming all over again.
“On a scale of one to ten, how embarrassing do you think your mom and dad are going to be tonight?” Sophie asked.
“Probably a twelve.”
She laughed.
I forced a smile to my face.
She leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Please don’t tell me you’re upset about Olivia?”
“There’s nothing to be upset about,” I whispered. “My relationship with Jacob isn’t real.”
Sophie sighed. “Then why is he staring at you?”
I snuck a quick glance in his direction.
Jacob was indeed looking over here.
I quickly turned away so he wouldn’t know I was staring. “Sophie, do you think there’s a chance that we were wrong about everything? And that maybe Jacob could be my kiss thief?”
“Well we do know your kiss thief is a flirt. Which would explain his behavior with Olivia tonight.”
Yeah.
“And Jacob was at the Odegaard exit during Operation Trap. I’ve always been suspicious of him letting the kiss thief escape. And even if he was telling the truth about there being another exit...why didn’t he tell us that ahead of time?”
“I know.”
“And then there was the whole footage from that night thing. He’s the one with the best access to Mr. Nigel. And he couldn’t get Mr. Nigel to get it for us? Or is Mr. Nigel covering for him?”
“I’d totally forgotten about the Mr. Nigel footage thing.”
“And he probably had access to the security room at Odegaard because of his abuelo. But you said that kissing him is different,” Sophie said.
I bit my lip as I stole another glance at Jacob. He was still staring at me. “But you know how nervous I get when I’m uncomfortable. Like tonight, I was more upset with Jacob for talking to Olivia because I thought everyone was staring at me, pitying me. I’m so awkward when people are looking at me.”
“I lost your train of thought there,” Sophie said.
“What I’m saying is that I’m better at kissing in dark closets because no one is looking at me.”
Sophie slowly nodded. “So kissing Jacob is better in the closet because you don’t think anyone is judging you? That actually makes a lot of sense. Like when you practice a speech by yourself but then flub it in class like you always do?”
“I don’t always do that.”
“Eh.”
I hit her arm.
She laughed. “It just backs up your point. And the kiss thief obviously knows you super well. He’s been obsessed with you for ages. Watching from a distance. Like Jacob is literally doing right now.”
“It’s a pretty good theory,” RJ said.
