Page 33 of The Billionaire's Rival (Bad Boy Billionaires)

Jay was staring at me, but at least he hadn’t opened my toy drawer. “What do you need?”

“Me?” Worth asked.

“No.”

“Ibuprofen,” Jay said.

“It’s in the top drawer on the other side.”

“What’s in there?” he asked, pointing to the forbidden drawer.

I glared at him and shook my head.

The smirk he gave me should not have turned me on.

I pulled the bathroom door shut and headed downstairs. I did not need to watch him anymore. If I did, I might end up in the shower with him. He was too hungover, and I was running late already. Also, I’d told myself last night was a one-time thing.

“Was that the shower?” Worth asked. “You’re not talking to me while you take a shower with some guy, are you?”

“No, he’s showering on his own.”

“Since when do you have hookups on weeknights, especially ones who stay over?”

“Since I’m under a lot of stress.” I struggled to sound casual, like my hookup was nothing unusual.

“You didn’t see Jay again, did you?”

“Yes. We needed to talk about the case over dinner.”

“Oh shit. Ford, tell me you didn’t.”

“I didn’t.” There were plenty of things I didn’t do. Send Jay home. Suck his dick. Bring him to my bed.

“Are you lying to me?”

“Nothing serious happened.” That was the truth. It was a stupid one-time mistake that Jay was going to regret, that was all.

“Then who’s at your house?”

I wasn’t going to be able to keep this from him. “He slept on the couch. He was too drunk to go home.”

“You said there wouldn’t be any drinking.”

“There wasn’t on my part.”

“How did he end up at your house? If you were out and he got drunk, he could’ve taken a cab home.”

“Worth, just drop it, okay? He’s taking a shower, then he’s getting out of here. I need to eat breakfast and head to the office.”

“I’ll let you go now, but we’re talking again tonight.”

“Why do we need to talk? What did you call about anyway?”

“I’m worried about you. You didn’t respond to my texts yesterday.”

“Sorry. I was busy. Don’t be worried. I’m fine.” I didn’t need my friends getting involved in this.

“I’ll talk to you later.”

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