The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(45)

All weekend, Kelsey worked on the writing assignment. She wanted to do a good job on the project. One thing she had to admit, she didn’t have to worry about her legal writing partner not doing any work. She walked through her notes as she sat in the library, headphones in her ears to block out the occasional sound in the room. Kelsey only left the library for meals, sleep, and her Sunday morning workout. Jessica spent her weekend working on her Civ Pro outline, and just a small portion of it on her legal writing assignment. Jessica didn’t feel that she needed to work that hard on a pass/fail assignment and she certainly didn’t feel driven to prove anything to her partner. Kelsey did.



Monday morning, Kelsey, Jessica and Dylan sat through another impenetrable Civil Procedure class. After a quick break they spent comparing notes and realizing that none of them had understood what the morning’s lecture had been about, they moved into their assigned seats for Torts.

Tyler sat next to Kelsey and took out his iPad. She turned to him.

“Have you worked on Legal Writing?”



Tyler glanced at her.

“A little,” he said. “I was busy this weekend.” He didn’t elaborate, but since Kelsey knew he had gone home on Friday, she wondered if it had something to do with his mother or Tactec. “Are we still on for Wednesday?”



“Sure,” Kelsey said, as Professor Wadsworth walked into the room.



Monday afternoon, Kelsey and Jessica sat in the library working on Civil Procedure. Dylan had complained of a headache and had gone back to the dorm. At six, Ashley messaged Jessica and they met her for dinner at the dining hall.

“Where’s Dylan?” Ashley asked them when she arrived. She was wearing a pink sheath dress and pink kitten heels, and was quite a contrast to Jessica and Kelsey, in their usual uniform of jeans and fleece.

“Headache,” Jessica said.

“Too bad. I’m going to get a salad,” Ashley said, walking off.

“How does she not freeze to death?” Jessica asked.

“No idea,” Kelsey said, taking a bowl of mashed potatoes off the line.

“She’s as cute as pie, though,” Jessica said. They paid for their food and walked over to a table.

Ashley sat at the table with her salad a few minutes later.

“Kelsey, I have a question for you. You’ve known Dylan for a while, right?”



“Since college,” Kelsey said, taking a forkful of chicken Kiev.

“Does he have a drinking problem?” Ashley asked quietly.

“Okay, that’s out of the blue,” Jess commented.

“Matthew says that he drinks quite a bit,” Ashley continued softly.

“Dylan isn’t much of a drinker,” Kelsey said, shaking her head. “At least he wasn’t in school.”



“You might want to ask him,” Ashley said, taking a slice of cucumber out of the salad.



“More slander from Matthew?” Jessica asked, when they were back in their room. “What do you think? Do you think Dylan’s been drinking a lot?”



Kelsey frowned. “I don’t know. We haven’t seen him much lately.”



“He hasn’t been drinking around us when we have,” Jessica commented. “Then again, they don’t sell liquor at the dining hall.”


“That’s a strange thing to say if it isn’t true,” Kelsey said.

“Yeah, but it’s Matthew. He’s always got something to say.”



“I suppose,” Kelsey said, thoughtfully.

“Maybe we should talk to him?” Jessica said.

“Well, we know we’ll see him on Saturday,” Kelsey said. “We can talk to him at the concert.”



“That’s a good idea. They’ll have alcohol there, so we can see for ourselves,” Jessica replied. “Now that we have a plan, I won’t worry.”



Tuesday, Kelsey, Jessica and Dylan attended Civil Procedure again and faced the usual confusion. They walked over to the cafe in the Student Center after class.

“I’m not sure how much more I can take,” Jessica said, putting her head in her hands.

“We’ll understand it at some point,” Kelsey said.

Dylan sat silently.

“Are you okay?” Jessica asked him. His eyes were red and he looked tired. “You look like you have the flu.”



“I’m not feeling great,” Dylan said.

“Better rest up. We have Property this afternoon,” Jessica said.

“I know. I’m barely understanding that,” Dylan replied. He rubbed his head and drank some coffee.

“Maybe you should go back to bed,” Kelsey said.

“Maybe,” Dylan said. He took another drink of coffee.

“It might help,” Jessica said.

Dylan smiled at them. “You two worry too much. I’ll be okay.” He sighed. “So what didn’t I understand today?”



On Wednesday afternoon, Kelsey met Tyler at the Student Center lounge. He was sitting drinking coffee when she walked up.

“Hi, Kels,” he said when he saw her.

“Hi,” Kelsey said, sitting down in one of the soft chairs next to him.