The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(15)

The road curved past the Seattle Tennis Club, and she sped up slightly. She had never run in Seattle before, and she was enjoying the small views of Lake Washington which peeked out from spaces between the houses. Kelsey had briefly run track in high school, before her grades and her life started slipping, and even then, she found that it reduced her stress. When she had been dropped from the team, she had turned away from exercise and to other, less healthy distractions to ease her mind. It hadn’t worked. But thanks to her parents, some wise mentors in high school and college, and the opportunity for a fresh start, Kelsey was here, running again. But this time, toward something new.



When Kelsey returned, Jessica was sitting at her desk, blow-drying her curly hair with a diffuser. She was freshly showered and wrapped in a thick white terry-cloth bathrobe which said ‘Westin’ on the front. Jessica flipped off the switch.

“How was it?”



“Beautiful,” Kelsey smiled. Running always helped. That, plus the thought of dinner, had cheered her. She slipped off her shoes and placed them next to the dresser.

There was a knock on the door. Kelsey and Jessica looked at each other.

“I’m not expecting anyone,” Jessica said. She made sure she had tucked her robe around her, and opened the door. A short, voluptuous blond girl stood in the doorway, holding a jar of M&Ms.

“Hi!” she said brightly in a Texas accent. “I’m Ashley. I live next door. Room nine.”



“Come on in,“ Jessica replied pleasantly, eying the jar. “I’m Jessica, and this is Kelsey.” Kelsey gave Ashley a quick wave as Ashley walked in and glanced around. Jessica quietly closed the door behind her.

“Nice to meet you,” Kelsey said. “I just came from a run, so I won’t come close. I probably don’t smell too good.”



Ashley giggled adorably. “I grew up on a cattle ranch, so I bet you smell better than that. Here, these are for you girls.” Ashley handed the jar to Jessica.

“Wow, thanks,” Jessica said. “I love chocolate.”



“Who doesn’t?” Ashley replied.

“Thanks, Ashley,” Kelsey said as Jessica opened the jar and popped three M&Ms into her mouth.

“Sit,” Jessica said, gesturing to the bed. Ashley sat carefully, adjusting her short lace skirt.

“Who’s your roommate?” Jessica asked, leaning against her desk.

“My roommate never showed,” Ashley said sadly, her soft curls brushing her cheeks as she shook her head.

“Oh,“ Jessica said.

Kelsey held up her caddy and robe.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’ve got to get out of these wet clothes.”



“Of course,” Ashley said. “I didn’t mean to slow you up.”



Kelsey smiled at her. “You didn’t. I’ll be right back.” Kelsey walked out of the room and down the hall to shower. When she returned, Ashley and Jessica were laughing.

“I cannot believe they said that to you!” Jessica said to Ashley.

“It was like I hadn’t bought a ticket. I called Daddy and said, that’s it! That’s the last time I fly commercial!”



“Nice to have that choice,” Jessica said in awe.

“I didn’t.” Ashley grinned. “Daddy said I couldn’t use the company plane for private use. But he did let me fly to Seattle in first class.”



“Nice,” Jessica said. She looked at Kelsey. “Ashley wants to join us for dinner.”



“Of course,” Kelsey said, putting her wet shower caddy on the floor. She opened the dresser and pulled out jeans and a pink sweater.

“I never thought I’d see you wear pink,” Jessica said.

“My mom bought it for me.” Kelsey shrugged.

“Did you two go to school together?” Ashley asked.

“No, we just met in person yesterday. But we’ve been Skyping all summer,” Jessica replied, as Kelsey put on her jeans and pulled the sweater over her head. “I only saw her wear blue and green online.” Kelsey looked in the mirror and picked up her brush.

“Let me get dressed,” Jessica said, taking off her robe. She walked past Ashley and took a folded dress out of the dresser. “A closet would have been nice,” she said.

“They have those little hooks on the back of the door,” Ashley said, pointing. Kelsey untangled her wet hair and let it hang over her shoulders.

“We have time if you want to blow-dry,” Ashley said to Kelsey.

“She doesn’t even wear makeup,” Jessica said to Ashley. “These Seattle girls are all natural.” Jessica pretended to shiver.

“That explains it,” Ashley said. “I was wondering why everyone looked so different here.”



“I have makeup,” Kelsey said, amused.

“From 2012. Unused,” Jessica said. She had slipped on the dress and was fingering her soft curls in the mirror. “Not that you need it.”



“So you’re from Seattle, Kelsey?” Ashley asked.

“Port Townsend. It’s a small town a couple hours away.”