Page 87 of Her Billionaire Boss
“Who will he call?”
Matt considered for a long moment.I was interested to hear his answer, because while I hoped Scott would call me first, since I was his sister, I wondered how Matt would feel about communication from Scott.
“You, I think,” Matt said.“Yeah.He’s going to call you, first.”
“What if he calls you?”I couldn’t imagine that Matt would freak out over an outcome he’d been rooting for, but his emotions had been high all day.
Even when he was actually high.
“I don’t know.I don’t think I should congratulate someone for falling in love with my sister.It’s a horrible thing to happen to anyone.”
I poked his side.“Stop joking.”
“Fine.”He let out a long sigh.“I want my best friend to be happy.I’m not psyched over the fact that he had to be persuaded into feeling happy for me, especially since the circumstances are so different.You weren’t married with two children when I decided to fuck your brains out in that pool.”
“Technically, it was on the patio,” I reminded him.“And you were pretty blase about your sister cheating on her husband when I caught her.”
“Yeah, but that was when she was cheating on someone I didn’t like.”He pinched the bridge of his nose and squinched his eyes shut.“I’m getting such a headache.”
“I’ll get you some ibuprofen.”As I stood to go to our overnight bag, my phone rang.
It was Scott.I knew it before I even looked at the screen.I didn’t know many people who used the phone like an actual phone, except for my brother and my parents.Well, and Matt.I hated to lump him in with the group of elderlies, but it was what it was.
Matt gestured toward the door, silently asking if he should leave.
I shook my head, swiped the screen, and greeted my brother with, “Matt’s here with me and you’re on speaker.Explain yourself.”
“Wow, okay,Holly,” Scott responded.
“Is Catherine with you?”Matt asked, betraying his worry.He acted like he didn’t care about his sister, but for all of their very real personal issues with each other, I knew he would be devastated if something happened to her.
“She is,” Scott confirmed.“She’s not in the room at the moment.”
I strained to see if I could hear slot machines in the background.
“Are you in Las Vegas?”I blurted.
“No…” he replied, audibly perplexed.“Do you want to keep guessing cities or do you want me to tell you where I am?”
“Matt thought you were eloping,” I said, ignoring the sharp look he sent me.
“How?She’s still married,” Scott reminded us.
Matt and I exchanged a sheepish glance that I was glad Scott couldn’t see.Neither of us had thought of that important legal detail.
“Let me guess, you two are—”
“At mother’s house, yes,” Matt interrupted him.“Trying to smooth things over for the two of you.”
“No one asked you to do that,” Scott said firmly.“No one asked you two to meddle in this at all.”
Meddle?Me?Meddling?“We’re not meddling.In fact, I told Matt not to meddle in anything between you and his sister a long time ago.”
“Maybe I should have,” Matt muttered.
“No, you shouldn’t have.You should have minded your business.”I took a deep breath.“Scott.Is this happening?Are you and Catherine like, forever?”
“I hope so,” he said softly.“But I think you’re both aware that there are… issues.”
