Page 420 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5

I was smiling so hard my cheeks hurt. What was he going to ask me? “I’m ready.”

He sent about ten eggplant emojis which made me laugh again.

“It’s a shame that we’re just friends, Matt.”

He sent ten more eggplant emojis. He was such a dork. Apparently I loved dorks. “Could I have a side of fries with that eggplant?”

“What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t bring fries and tulips with me?”

Well, that was that. He was officially perfect.

The call button buzzed. I hit the button to let him up.

I was ready for this. I was ready for him. I glanced in the mirror real quick to make myself look at least a little more presentable. I had no idea what Matt was planning. But I had a feeling it involved me repaying him for our little elevator shindig earlier. He’d promised he was getting out of the thing with Poppy. Maybe that was it. But honestly? I’d sneak around with him for a few days. Hadn’t I already been doing that?That was probably the question.

He wasn’t hiding me like some dirty little secret. He wasn’t the same guy he was in high school. We’d both changed. And somehow wound up a pretty perfect fit.

He knocked on the door. I put on a little lip gloss and then hurried over. I looked out the peephole just as my hand grabbed the doorknob.

Oh my God.“Puta mierda.” My hand froze. I blinked and stared at the peephole again. This wasn’t happening. This couldn’t be happening. But every time I blinked, nothing changed.

The butterflies in my stomach turned to lead. I felt like I was going to be sick. What the hell had I done?

I threw open the door. I wanted to curse and scream and cry. I wanted to hit the redo button. I wanted to be doing anything other than staring at the ghost in my doorway. A ghost that very much was not a ghost at all.

No.

It wasn’t possible.

Never.

And yet…

Nunca.

“Brooklyn?”

***