Page 17 of Billionaire’s Promise

I couldn’t watch the two of them any longer, as much as I wanted to see Kai embarrass himself. “Mr. Li, a word please. In the kitchen.”

Explaining to Kai that Wendy and Trevon probably needed their space was tricky. Kai would never understand why his bachelor best friend would be interested in a relationship after all these years. Trevon was a gorgeous man, but he was interested in money, in making his business a success, more than women, and that was why he hadn’t been in a relationship for so long.

“I think Wendy and Trevon might want a little privacy.”

“What for?” Kai asked innocently.

“Hello…” I jerked my eyebrows up and down hoping Kai would finally get the hint.

“How sure are you that they’re seeing each other?” Kai wouldn’t budge on the idea of staying at the warehouse.

“Not a hundred percent. But would you want to mess it up for Trevon, even if there was only a one percent chance that they could be interested in each other?”

I felt a presence behind me and turned around to find Wendy lurking. The woman’s smile was strange, but if I had to guess, she was trying to say thank you. But then, that was just a wild guess.

“Just thirsty for some water.” Wendy tiptoed around us.

“Is there any reason why you aren’t staying at your own place?” Her voice a little timid.

Wendy was right. I knew that Kai and my brother had the habit of staying at each other’s properties, but that was only when they didn’t have a place of their own. A few years ago, Kai practically lived in one of Link’s apartments in Myrtle Beach for a year.

“Funny story,” Kai started to explain. He frowned a deep frown that was somehow…appealing.

“Not that funny actually. I showed up at my own place today and found my um–” he paused for a long second, “someone was living there. So, I need some place else to stay instead.”

Simultaneously, Wendy looked my way, and I gave her a glance back. I wanted to know who was staying with Kai so I could get jealous. Wendy though, probably just wanted the gossip.

“Who is it?” Wendy was much more eager than me.

I leaned in, in hopes that it would pressure him into talking. Because if he was seeing someone, I would want to know. Always.

“Did you do something? Is she mad at you?” Wendy pressed on.

“Maybe.” He swallowed so hard it practically echoed through the room. “I just need to leave her alone.”

Pride filled Wendy’s face. “Sure, leave her alone.”

Okay, right then I realized that Wendy just made Kai confirm that it was a woman. And he was probably trying to hide her, and she was possibly mad at him. “I think you should stay with June.”

Now that took me by surprise.

I couldn’t believe what Wendy just said and I wished that she’d choke on her water. “Thanks Wendy. I don’t need–”

“That’s a great idea actually.” Kai grinned at Wendy, then me.

“I think someone like you can afford a hotel.” Part of me wanted Kai to stay with me. Since I had been dreaming about seeing him, waking up to the sight of him since I was eighteen. But I really couldn’t risk having my world turned upside down anymore. Not at this age. If I were to see someone now, it would be my forever, not Mr. Playboy Kai.

“Sure. I could ask your sister-in-law. I’m sure the James’ or the Thompsons would make one of their best suites available for me. But I really hate hotels.” He was right about that. He was one phone call away from the best hotel suite in New York.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why do you hate hotels?” I had met up with him in hotels before, but I had no idea that he hated them. And no, we weren’t meeting up for a screw.

“I can’t say.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “If you don’t tell, you can’t stay with me. You know I could make those phone calls myself, I’m sure the Thompsons would help me out as they would you.”