Page 9 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2

"We can fix it. But I need you to tell me everything, James. You have to let me in."

Devotion - Chapter 4

Friday

James slid an access card into the scanner outside the elevator. I didn't ask him why he still had a key to this apartment. Whether or not he paid for Rob's place wasn't what I cared about. I kept my arms folded in front of my chest and stepped onto the elevator as soon as the doors parted. James leaned against the opposite side of the elevator with that wanting look on his face. He had given me the same look when I refused to hold his hand on the way back here. I loved him, but we weren't okay. He needed to understand that. If I gave into him, we'd never talk. We'd never get past this. And I needed to get past this.

The elevator stopped and James pressed in the code. The doors slid open.

Rob came running over to the elevator. He slid across the marble due to the socks he was wearing and skidded to a stop. "Hey. I'm glad you guys decided to talk. I may or may not have been spying on you from the window." He gave me a wink.

I wanted to laugh. I knew he was trying to cheer me up, but I didn't feel like laughing. I gave him a weak smile instead.

"So, are you two okay now?" he asked.

I glanced over at James. He stayed silent and so did I. He was staring at my hand where my ring had once sat.

"Rob, do you have my ring?"

"Um...yeah." He gave James a weird look and walked over to the kitchen. My ring was still sitting on the kitchen counter. "Right here." He picked it up.

I walked over to him and took it from his hand. James seemed to be focused on this one thing. If he was going to open up to me, I needed him to be focused on me and not my hand. I slid the ring back on my finger.

"So, you're good?" Rob asked.

"We have a lot to talk about."

"Okay, well, you guys are soaked. I folded your dress and put it on the bed in the first guest room. I was hoping you'd be back." He gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "James," he said as he stepped away from me, "want to borrow something?"

"Yeah, that would be great." James didn't take his eyes off me as he followed Rob to his bedroom. It was as if he thought I was going to run away again. Did he not remember last night? I didn't run, he forced me to leave.

I walked through the dining area and living room and opened the door to the hallway. This part of the apartment looked the same as when James had lived here. I opened up the door to the first guest room. My dress was folded neatly on the foot of the bed. My bra and thong were sitting next to it. I tried not to think about how awkward that was as I changed back into the clothes I had come in. My shoes were sitting next to the bed, but I had no desire to wear high heels right now.

I walked back into the kitchen just as James and Rob were coming out of the master bedroom. Rob was shorter than James and apparently wore different sized clothes. The tight t-shirt clung to every single one of James' muscles. I quickly moved my eyes back to his face. I wasn't going to be the one that led us astray during our conversation. James and I had always seemed to communicate best with our bodies. And it chilled me to think that that was all he wanted from me. We needed to have a serious conversation. No touching would be involved in that.

"So..." Rob let his voice fade away. "Is now a good time to tell you that I slept with Penny last night?"

I knew he was just trying to lighten the mood, but I seriously wanted to kill him.

James lowered both his eyebrows. "I swear to God, Rob, if you so much as..."

"I'm just kidding, man." Rob put his hands up in the air to show his innocence. "We fell asleep together on the couch. Nothing actually happened except for some light snuggling. Lighten up." He punched James' shoulder.

James looked down at his shoulder and then back at Rob. "Can we maybe have some privacy?"

"Um, yeah. I just talked to Mason before you got here to let him know you were okay. And it sounded like he needed some help with the decorations for the rehearsal dinner tonight. He clearly has no idea what he's doing."

James had called off our wedding. That meant there was no rehearsal or rehearsal dinner tonight. There was nothing to decorate for. I glanced up at James. Had he not told Rob?

I turned back to Rob. "Rob, I don't know if..."

"You'll be back to New York in time?" Rob said. He glanced at the time on the oven. "The rehearsal doesn't start until 6. You have plenty of time. Bee's going to come help too, I'm sure we'll need a woman's touch. But we'll have it all done in time, I promise."

I pressed my lips together. Why was I being forced to break the news to Rob? This wasn't what I wanted. But James wasn't stepping in. "There's no reason to decorate," I said.

Rob laughed. "Why? You're still getting married, right?"

"We haven't..."