Page 171 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1

"So I'm a pressing personal matter?" I smiled up at him. He was blocking my view of the room.

"Yes."

I glanced over my shoulder down the hallway. "Your apartment is a lot bigger than I realized."

"Do you want me to give you a tour?" He stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him. He grabbed my hand to lead me down the hall, but I didn't move.

"Well, what's in there?" I nodded my head at the door he had just come from.

"It's my office. Nothing fancy."

"I'd like to see that." I tried to give him my most innocent smile.

"It's kind of messy."

"Good, because the rest of your apartment is unnervingly clean." I stood up on my tiptoes and clasped my hands behind his neck. "Please?"

"It's really not much to see."

"So it doesn't matter if I see it then."

He smiled at me. "Whatever you want." He opened the door back up. I let go of him and walked past him into the room.

It was just as big as his bedroom. The room was long and wrapped back around to the front of the apartment so that there were windows overlooking Main Street to one side. All the furniture was modern and the room had kind of a sleek vibeto it. His desk was positioned near the window to get the best view. Two of the walls were covered in floor to ceiling bookcases. There was a whiteboard on the other wall, covered in some type of mathematical formulas, but nothing I knew how to decipher. He hadn't been joking. The room was clean, but there was stuff everywhere. It was a lot more like what I assumed a bachelor pad would look like. There was even a dartboard and a little basketball hoop above the trash can.

"You're kind of a hoarder," I said as I walked farther into the room.

"I'm not a hoarder," he laughed. "I actually use all this stuff."

"What on earth do you need this many computers for?" There were at least a dozen throughout the room.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"And you do have T.V.s." There were a few mounted next to the whiteboard.

"Oh. Well, yes, but I just use them as monitors. They're hooked up to my computers."

I looked at the leather sofa in the corner. There was a pillow and a blanket on it. "So the rest of your apartment is immaculate because you spend all your time in here?"

"I spend most of my free time in here, yes."

"Well, you seemed very judgy of my wonderfully comfortable dorm room bed. Yet, you usually sleep on a leather sofa?"

"I've been finding it hard to fall asleep in my bed when you're not in it with me." He pressed his lips together.

"Oh." The way he was looking at me made me flush. He was so distracting. I walked over to his desk. "So this is where all your personal stuff is?" I lifted up a picture frame off his desk. There was a picture of him with a woman I didn't recognize and a younger man that looked a little like him. They all had similar features. Professor Hunter's hair was slightly longer in it and he was smiling brightly. He looked a little younger. They were all dressed in fancy clothes. It looked like he and the other guy were wearing tuxedos. "Are these your siblings?"

He walked over to me. "Yeah."

"What are their names?"

"Jennifer and Rob."

"When was this taken?" I had a fleeting thought that it might be from his wedding.

"At the launch party of my company."

"Is that a thing? That's rather extravagant."