Billionaires Runaway Bride

“Hey, Lilah!”

“Mornin’, Megs, uh . . . How are things?”

“From the sound of your voice, things on my end are better than on yours. What's up?”

“Ugh, I'm a bit hungover, but it'll pass. I had a bit of a, er . . . situation last night. Are you free to meet up? Maybe get some brunch and chat about it?”

“Yeah, of course I am. Crêpes and coffee at the outdoo

r café by the park near your place?”

“That sounds perfect. See you there in an hour?”

“An hour sounds good. See you then!”

***

I walked up to the café and saw Meg sitting at one of the outdoor tables. She waved at me and greeted me with a big smile.

“Good morning, sunshine! How are you feeling?”

“Hey, Megs. I'm all right, I guess.”

“Hmm, that doesn't sound so convincing. Come on over and have a seat. We'll have a chat about whatever it is that's got you all twisted up.”

I sat down and ordered something to eat and a coffee, then leaned back in my chair and shot a glance at Meg.

“So . . . it happened,” I said.

“What happened?”

“Take a guess.”

A grin slowly started to spread across her face. “Holy hell . . . you slept with Asher, didn't you?!”

I nodded.

“Oh my God! And, well, how was it?”

I tried not to, but I couldn't help but grin. “Amazing. Like, this-only-happens-in-the-movies amazing.”

“Lilah! Seriously! Is he . . . as well-endowed physically as he is financially?” she gave me a questioning grin.

“He's got enough,” I replied with a laugh and a blush. “But most importantly, he knows how to use it. And I mean, he really knows how to use it.”

“I can't believe you! You strumpet,” she teased.

I suddenly couldn't believe I was being so candid about the whole thing. And speaking about it almost as if it was an achievement, rather than what it was—a mistake.

Or had it been a mistake?

I wasn't so sure whether it had been or not. Which was precisely why I had needed to talk it out with Meg, although she wasn't being overly very helpful at the moment.

“All right, all right, enough discussing endowments. I've got a real problem here, Meg, and I need to talk about it.”

“Okay, Lilipop. Sorry, it's just not that often my best friend sleeps with a friggin' billionaire, you know. Still, let's forget the novelty aspect and talk about how it's affecting you because it's obviously getting to you in a major way. Am I right?”

“That you are. I mean, I explained the situation before. He’s my boss. You know how I feel about this.”