Page 125 of The Rebel Billionaire

He’s so far out of my league.

Well, that’s not technically true, but he is so far out of Brooke’s league, and she’s not even real. Even if I wanted to pursue something, I couldn’t. Everything about my life since I met him has been based on a lie. I could tell him, admit everything, but Sophia has been so good to me, has begged me not to damage her relationship with her son, and I know there’s tension between them. And the last thing I want to do is cause further issues.

Most of all, I know Alex will never be able to trust me again.

I drop my head into my hands.

Come on, The Seamstress, you need to work your magic, get me out of here.

My phone pings again. Alex’s name flashes up.

I groan.

ALEX:

You’re not coming?

ME:

I’ve picked up some bug that’s going around.

ALEX:

Are you avoiding me?

Whatever gave you that idea?

I roll my eyes.

ME:

No, I’m sick.

ALEX:

As long as you are.

ME:

You’re wishing me sick?

ALEX:

That’s not what I meant, and you know it.

ME:

Sounded like it.

ALEX:

Go back to bed and drink hot lemon and honey.

ME:

You sound like your mother.

ALEX: