Page 191 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“Well you’re in for a real treat then,” RJ said. “And when I say treat, think peanuts.”
“Okay…” my voice trailed off. “Do they manufacture snack nuts or something?”
“It’s so much better than that.”
“Granola bars?”
He laughed. “I agree, granola bars are better than snack nuts. But it’s not really food related.”
“You said peanuts.”
Sophie laughed as she opened the front door. “Think more…large animals.”
“What?” Large was the exact opposite of peanuts. And they had nothing to do with animals.
“And magic,” Liam added.
“What the heck are you all talking about?” There was a small entryway that gave me no additional clues. Except for a huge red and white striped curtain.
“It’ll be a grand old show,” Sophie said.
I just shook my head. “Do they own an old timey movie theater?”
Liam laughed. “With animals?”
“Really big animals,” RJ added.
“I don’t know what the hell is happening!”
RJ pulled the curtain to the side.
Oh wow.Peanuts. Animals. Magic. A show.
No, not just any show. A three-ring circus.
We walked down the bleachers toward the sand pit. Fairy lights hung from the rafters, casting romantic shadows all over the space. There was a bar set up in one of the three rings. Snacks in the one on the right. And the middle ring was raised. A spotlight was hitting it, but there was nothing on it. Maybe there would actually be a show.
“This is seriously cool,” I said. “So much better than a house party or some lame club.”
“Right!” Sophie looped her arm through mine. “And I see Axel and Jacob!”
My eyes gravitated to them. And my heart started pounding.
“We’ll catch you guys later,” Liam said. “We gotta go get ready.”
I didn’t have time to ask him what he needed to get ready for because Sophie was pulling me toward Axel and Jacob.
Axel’s eyes locked with mine. And they didn’t move at all. He wasn’t taking in my sexy dress. Or my heels. He was practically just glaring at me. Maybe he was mad that I wasn’t wearing his jacket? But he hadn’t asked me to. I didn’t know what he wanted from me. It just seemed like he didn’t want…me.
“I see you broke out,” he said and downed whatever was in his red cup. “I need a refill. I’ll be back.”
I pressed my lips together. I tried to brush off his reaction to seeing me, but I could tell my smile faltered.
“What’s eating him?” Sophie asked and stole Jacob’s cup from him.
Jacob laughed. “Who knows. But I’m really glad you made it, Scar. You look gorgeous tonight.”
“Thanks, Jacob.” He really could sense whenever I was a little down. And he knew exactly what to say.
