The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(3)

“Dreaming,” she replied.



A half hour later, their Outback pulled up in front of Kelsey’s dorm.

“Home for the next nine months,” her father said, as he took Kelsey’s bike down from the roof of the car.

“It’s nice,” her mother said, removing a laundry bin from the trunk.

“Fifteen minutes,” a guy in a Darrow Law sweatshirt called out to the five families scrambling to unload their cars.

“I like the efficiency,” Kelsey’s dad said.

“I wonder what they do if you aren’t gone in fifteen minutes,” his wife wondered as she took a large North Face duffel bag from the car.

“Sue you?” Kelsey’s dad quipped.

“Funny,” Kelsey replied, pulling out a wheeled bag.

“Is this really everything, Kels?” her mom asked.

“That’s all,” Kelsey replied, slinging a backpack over her shoulders.

“They have stores in Seattle,” Kelsey’s dad said, smiling at Kelsey’s mom.

“You just travel so light,” her mother replied.

“I don’t think I’ll have time to dress up,” Kelsey smiled.

“True,” her mother said.

“Let’s get these upstairs. Room eight, Kels?” her father asked.

“That’s right,” Kelsey replied.

“Where does the bike go?” her mother asked.

“Just leave it for now,” Kelsey said. “I’ll ask someone.”



The three of them took Kelsey’s bags up two flights of stairs to room eight. The door was open and a pretty, curvy Italian girl with curly auburn hair was unpacking her bags on one of the beds. She was a contrast to Kelsey’s lithe, athletic build.

“Hi, Kelsey!” she said cheerfully.

“Jessica, it’s great to finally see you in person,” Kelsey said. Jessica smiled a beautiful smile and extended her hand to Kelsey’s mom.

“Hi, I’m Jessica,” she said as Kelsey’s mom and dad shook her hand in turn.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Kelsey’s mom said. “We’ve heard a lot about you already from Kelsey.”



“How was your flight from New York?” Kelsey’s dad asked.

Jessica shrugged. “Long. I was happy to land at Sea-Tac.”



“How long have you been here?” Kelsey asked, putting her bags down on the other bed.

“Since eleven. My plane landed this morning. I dropped my stuff off and walked around. I love the neighborhood.”



“I can’t wait to explore it,” Kelsey said.

“Better do it now,” Kelsey’s dad said, placing a bag next to one of the desks. “Isn’t orientation tomorrow?”



“We can have dinner in Madison Park and I’ll show you around,” Jessica said.

“Great!” replied Kelsey.

“We’d better go,” Kelsey’s dad said. “Our 15 minutes are almost up.”



“I’ll walk you out,” Kelsey replied.

“Nice meeting you,” Jessica said as Kelsey and her parents headed out of the dorm room door.

“Have a good year at school,” Kelsey’s mom said to Jessica.

“Thanks,” Jessica replied.

“Don’t sue anyone,” Kelsey’s dad said.

“I’ll try not to, Mr. North,” Jessica replied. Kelsey laughed and they walked out of the room and down the stairs.

When they arrived at the car, Kelsey’s bike was neatly placed against the front of the dorm. The student who gave them the 15-minute deadline walked over.

“There’s a bike rack in the basement. Or you can park it in the back.”



“Thanks,” Kelsey said.

“Nice bike,” the student grinned, looking her over and walking off. Mr. North frowned.

“I don’t like him,” he said. Kelsey giggled.

“Not a problem,” Kelsey said. “I’m not here to find a date. Anyway, I’m sure I won’t have time.”



Her father smiled, gave her a hug, and kissed her forehead.

“That’s my girl,” he said. Kelsey’s mother shook her head in amusement.

“Do you want me to stay and help you unpack? Your father can drive the car out.”



“It’s fine, Mom. I’ve got it under control.”



“I know, Kels. You’re an adult now. It was just really nice having you home over the summer.”



“It was nice to be back,” Kelsey replied, hugging her.

“You’ll bring Jessica home for Thanksgiving?” her mom asked.

“If she doesn’t go back to New York,” Kelsey said.

Her mother nodded, tears in her eyes.

“OK, we’ve got to go, before someone gets weepy. Kels, we’ll be home late. We’re going to dinner on Bainbridge,” Kelsey’s dad said.

Kelsey nodded. “Thanks for bringing me,” she said.

“Anytime you want to come home, we’ll pick you up.”



“I can rent a car, Mom.”