The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(41)

Three minutes later, a white Audi pulled in front of the office building and Tyler jumped out.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“What are you doing here?” Kelsey asked him.

“Are you okay?” he asked again.

“Yes,” Kelsey said. “Why are you here?”



Tyler looked at her before answering.

“I have no idea,” he replied. “Get in. I’ll take you back to school.”



Kelsey shook her head. “No, thank you,” she said.

Tyler sat next to her.

“You’d rather take the bus?” he asked.

Kelsey sighed. “I’m not ready to go back yet,” she replied.

“Fine,” Tyler said. He looked around. “Get in the car. I’ll get you something to eat.”



Kelsey looked at him, and sighed again.

“It’s cold, Kelsey,” Tyler said, standing. Kelsey stood up and got into the Audi. Tyler joined her, and he drove across the street. He took a sharp turn into an underground parking lot and parked the car.

“Have you eaten?” he asked Kelsey.

“No.”



“Come on then,” Tyler got out of the car and Kelsey followed him. They walked to an elevator and took it up. The doors opened on the blindingly bright florescent lights of Whole Foods. Tyler and Kelsey walked out of the elevator, Kelsey squinting from the glare.

“What are you in the mood for?” Tyler asked her. Kelsey looked at him blankly. Ten minutes ago, she had been sitting glumly in the cold darkness, and now she was standing in a grocery store being asked what she wanted for dinner. This was turning out to be a strange evening.

“Let’s see what they have,” Tyler said, walking towards the deli.

Kelsey followed him. Although it was a Saturday evening, or perhaps because it was Saturday evening, the store was crowded with shoppers. Tyler strode across the store and stopped in front of the pizza.

“Do you want pizza? I think that they make sandwiches too.” Kelsey looked at him in disbelief. Why was Tyler Olsen standing here with her?

“I’m starving,” he said, as if he read her thoughts. “I think I’ll have a reuben.” He glanced at her. “Pick something. It’s my treat.”



Kelsey looked at him, as he looked back at her patiently. He really was expecting her to order something. “Fine,” Kelsey said. “Lasagna.”



Tyler peered through the glass case. He said, “A reuben and two pieces of spinach lasagna, please,” to the employee behind the counter. The man nodded and went to prepare their food.

“Want a drink?” Tyler said to Kelsey, walking away toward the drinks cooler. Kelsey watched him as he picked out two bottles and brought them back.

“Lemonade?” he asked. Kelsey nodded.

“Can you hold them?” Tyler asked, handing the bottles to her. Kelsey took the cool bottles, while Tyler got a tray and set it on the deli counter. When the food was ready, the employee set it on the tray and Tyler thanked him, then carried the tray to the checkout. Kelsey followed with the bottles.

Tyler paid for the food, and the two of them walked to the corner of the store where there was a small seating area. It was empty, and Tyler put the tray on a table by a window. Kelsey sat, and Tyler walked over to get utensils. He returned and put them on the tray. He opened the paper wrapper of the sandwich and took half of it. He took a bite, and looked at Kelsey.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” he asked her. “You’re less feisty than usual.”



Kelsey picked up her fork. “Nothing happened,” she replied.

Tyler smiled. “Yeah, I heard that.”



Kelsey set her fork down. “He called you?”



“WhatsApp,” Tyler replied, taking a bite of the sandwich.

‘’What a jerk,” Kelsey said, violently sticking the fork into the lasagna.

“I told you,” Tyler said, taking another bite.

“You’re a jerk too,” Kelsey exclaimed.

“Me? Why?” Tyler asked.

“Why do you call me Princess?”



Tyler laughed.

“I don’t know. I guess you remind me of one.”



“Right,” Kelsey said.

“You do,” Tyler replied. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it bothered you.”



“Well, it does,” Kelsey said, taking a bite of the lasagna.

“I’ll try to stop,” Tyler smiled. “I did warn you, you know.”



“Do you always have to be right?” Kelsey snapped.

“Yes,” Tyler replied seriously, taking another bite of the sandwich.

“That’s irritating too,” Kelsey said.

“Anything else?” Tyler asked.

“No,” Kelsey said, eating. The lasagna was really good.

They ate the rest of the meal in silence.

As Tyler gathered the wrappers and tray, he asked Kelsey.

“Do you want dessert?”



“Yes,” Kelsey said without hesitation. This was definitely a pint of ice cream kind of night.