Page 105 of Love Arranged

Julian shakes his head. “I told Lily she’s better off replacing it.”

She makes a face. “I want to keep it.”

“Maybe I can call one of my guys to come take a look, but the parts alone are going to cost more than a new one.”

Typical Julian, wanting to tear anything of value down.

“I’ll cover the cost of fixing it,” I say without thinking twice.

Lily glances over at me with wide eyes. “You don’t have to.”

I pull her into my arms as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. With the number of fake dates we’ve been on, it has become second nature to touch her, to keep her close.

I’ve even come to enjoy the little flutter in my chest that occurs whenever we’re in proximity to one another, which I never thought was possible.

“But you totally should fix it,” Dahlia tells me while linking her arm with her sister’s. “Lesson number one of dating a billionaire: When they offer their black card, you only ask, What’s the limit?”

“There isn’t one,” Julian and I say at the same time before shooting each other a look.

“Well, thanks for the tip,” Lily says with a sassy eye roll.

I grin before turning to face Julian. “Send me the bill?”

“Yeah, sure,” he grumbles under his breath.

I was so distracted by the fountain that I didn’t notice everyone’s luggage packed inside Julian’s truck until now.

“I thought I was driving,” I say, keeping my tone light despite the tightness in my jaw.

Dahlia smiles. “Julian thought it would be better for him to drive since we’ll need to stop by the client’s house on Saturday morning.”

“You can borrow mine.” I tuck my hands into the pockets of my jeans—a move Lily follows with obvious interest.

I ignore the concerned crease between her brows. “I don’t mind.”

I’m an image of nonchalance while internally panicking at the idea of giving someone else full control behind the wheel. My hands start to sweat over the thought of sitting in the back seat while Julian drives, and if I’m not careful, everyone will notice.

“You know what?” Lily jumps in and ropes her arm around mine. “What if we take two cars?” she asks.

Julian shoots her a look. “And pay double the parking?”

Lily hits him with a glare. “Are you complaining about spending money when you dropped a thousand dollars on a prank last month?”

Dahlia laughs under her breath while Julian grumbles, “That was different.”

Lily ignores him. “We’ll see you at the hotel?”

“Sure,” her sister replies, still looking confused but thankfully not pressing for answers.

Lily reaches for her bag in the trunk, but before she wraps her hand around the handle, I carefully move her out of the way and grab it instead. She follows me to my G-Wagon, giving her sister one last wave while I open her door. She has to use the step to climb into the passenger seat, and I get a glorious view of her ass in the process.

“Eyes up here, Vittori.”

I slowly drag them toward her face. “Don’t act like you don’t do the same thing when I’m not looking.”

Her mouth falls open.

I tap it shut with the tip of my finger. “It’s okay. I like when you can’t help yourself around me.”