Chapter Eight
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Genevieve
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How I reached the lobby, I have no idea, but once I’m there, I have a good mind to tell the concierge off.However, by the time I walk up to him, I lose my steam and just end up pointing a finger at him before I exit the building.
In my car, I take a series of deep breaths to clear my head.What just happened?Did I really have two orgasms with three strangers in a penthouse?Yes.I keep hoping that if I keep rehashing the facts, they’ll change to “no, I didn’t have two orgasms with three strangers in their penthouse.”
As I take my sixth deep breath and loop through my thoughts for the hundredth time, my phone buzzes.
“Viv?”Esme squeals into my ear the moment I answer.“Wait, first, did you meet Jake’s parents?”
“No, I didn’t,” I reply, feeling defeated.
“Oh my god.That’s because of what just happened!I heard from Becca, who heard from Melody that Jake, the boy in your class, has guardians named Alexander Pierce, Levi Hayes, and Jude Langston.As of this morning.Do you know who they are?They’re gazillionaires,” Esme emphasizes the word "gazillionaires."
“And more than that, they’re the hottest bachelors alive.Do you know what they look like?Gods.Gods on earth with chiseled jawlines and eight-pack abs and....”
“I know who they are,” I say quietly.Had I known this before, I would have approached the whole situation very differently.
“They’re the most sought-after bachelors in the world.Celebrities and actresses want them, and did you know they turned down a marriage proposal from a princess?A princess who happens to be the loveliest woman alive, according to science.They’re—wait, what did you say?How do you know who they are?”
“I met them.”
“As in person?Like face-to-face?”
“Yes, and let me tell you, they’re a bunch of arrogant, cocky, egotistical Neanderthals.I wish I had never met them at all.”
“Whoa.What happened?Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I sigh.“They thought I was a call girl sent to them by their friend.Stupid Carver.A call girl playing the role of an uptight teacher, Esme.That’s who they thought I was.Can you believe that?”
“What?Oh my god.”Esme makes a sound that’s somewhere between a laugh and a gasp.
