Page 239 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10

“What the fuck, man,” Ian said. But his anger quickly turned to confusion as he looked at Isabela and then back at me. Specifically, he was looking down at my shirt.

I followed his gaze. I’d put my t-shirt on inside out.Damn it.I closed the Pruitt’s door before Ian had a chance to say anything else.

“Are you kidding me right now? I called you a hundred times. I thought you’d be twenty minutes tops.”

I ignored him. Each step farther away from Isabella felt better.

“You really spent the night with her?”

I stepped onto the elevator and tried my best not to dry heave again. I would have let the doors close in Ian’s face, but he stepped on next to me before they slid shut.

“What about Penny?” Ian asked.

I shook my head. Just hearing her name made my heart start racing. I’d fucked it all up. There was no coming back from this.

“You said you were in love with her, and then you pull this shit because of one dumb argument?”

I ignored him.

“I can’t believe you slept with Isabella. What were you thinking?”

The doors slid open and I stepped out.

“Really, what were you thinking, man?”

I walked outside into the stale city air. I’d figure everything out when I got home. Back to Delaware. Where the air was cleaner.Where Penny was. I climbed into the car and slammed the door shut.

Ian got into the driver’s seat but didn’t start the car. “I’m not driving until you tell me why the hell you’d sleep with Isabella when you’re trying to start over with…”

“I didn’t fucking sleep with her!”

“I’m not blind, James.”

“I didn’t! She…I…”

Ian just stared at me.

“She drugged me.”

He kept staring at me.

“I woke up naked next to her. But I think she stripped me after I passed out and just slept beside me.”

“You think?”

“Or maybe we fucked. I don’t know!”

“You don’t remember sleeping with her?”

“No. I wouldn’t have done that. I wouldn’t have…” my voice trailed off.

Now it was Ian’s turn to give me the silent treatment.

“Can we please just go home?”

“I think maybe we should go to the police,” he said.

I exhaled and looked up at the roof of the car. I hadn’t even wanted to tell him. I didn’t want to tell anyone. But he kept pushing it.