Falling for the Billionaire (One Night Stand #5)(6)

By: J. S. Cooper & Helen Cooper

A part of me thought I would have really liked it.


“Hey, did you have a good time tonight?” Tad asked me as we collected our wages from the redhead, whose name turned out to be Charlize.

“It was harder than I thought it would be,” I admitted with a smile as we walked toward the back door. “But it was pretty fun. And it’s nice to make a hundred bucks for a few hours’ work.”

“Right?” He nodded. “I agree. These rich folks have more money than sense.”

“I can see that.” I laughed in agreement, my mind going to Henry. I had seen him a couple more times throughout the night, but he hadn’t said anything to me again. He hadn’t even made eye contact with me, which had upset me slightly, but I tried to ignore the feeling.

“So you still want to go for that drink?” Tad flashed his pearly whites at me and then flicked his wad of twenties. “And good news for you, I just got paid, so the drinks are on me.”

“Wow, generous.” I laughed as I nodded. “I’d like that. I just need to call my roommate and tell her that I’ll be home a little later.”

“Okay.” He grinned back at me and hooked his hand through my arm. “I’ll escort you out and then you can call her. Does that sound like a plan?”

“Sounds pretty good to me,” I said and we walked to the side door, laughing. “I like a man with a plan.”

“Then you’re really going to like me.” He winked at me as we exited the house and I was about to respond when I walked into something hard.

“Ouch!” I exclaimed as I looked up and my face immediately went hot as I saw Henry’s face in front of me.

“Careful where you’re walking,” he said with a glare as he looked at me and then at Tad. “You could hurt yourself if you’re not paying attention. Or someone else.”

“Sorry,” I said, trying not to snap at him. He was just so infuriating. Something in the way he spoke to me just irritated me right away.

“Where are you two going, then?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Is cleanup done already?”

“Oh, we’re just the servers. We don’t have to clean up,” Tad said with an effortless smile. I don’t think he had any idea that Henry was the owner of the house. “That’s the great part about being a server. Easy money for easy work.”

“Well, it’s not that easy,” I said quickly.

“So, you two know each other well, then?” Henry continued on in his conversation and it suddenly struck me that it was weird that he’d been waiting outside the side entrance. Why was he here? And why was he questioning us? Had he wanted to see me again? The thought struck me, but then I quickly dismissed it. If he’d wanted to talk to me again, he could have at the party. Instead, he’d just ignored me.

“We just met tonight,” Tad said. “But we’re about to go for a drink and get to know each other better.” He gave me a sweet side-look, and I beamed at him.

“Oh, really?” Henry’s voice sounded light, but there was an edge to it. “I’m afraid that Lacey will have to catch up with you later.”

“Oh? Why?” I said, annoyed as I looked at him.

“I need to talk to you,” Henry said abruptly. “About the work you did tonight.”

“What about it?”

“I wasn’t impressed by the way you skulked around the room.” Henry’s tone became snarky. “I felt like you didn’t give my guests the proper attention that you were being paid for and I’d like to discuss your work ethic with you before I tell Charlize. I wouldn’t want you to lose such a cushy job.”

“You what?” My jaw dropped in shock. “Are you joking?”

“Oh.” Tad looked at me with a worried expression. “Uhm, you know the owner and you didn’t tell me?” His eyes became narrowed and he frowned. “Oh my God, you weren’t spying on us, were you?”

“What are you talking about?” I frowned. “Why would I be spying?”

“Well, if you’re friends with the guy that owns this house and is holding the party…” His voice trailed off and he shrugged, looking back and forth at me and Henry.