The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(55)

“No,” Kelsey replied.

“I’ll pay the bill, Kelsey,” Tyler said.

“You paid last time,” Kelsey said.

“I’ll pay every time,” Tyler said.

“No way,” Kelsey said. “I won’t take advantage of you.”



“You aren’t,” Tyler said, pulling out his wallet and taking out some money. He placed it in the bill folder and handed it to the waiter.

“Tyler…”



“Kelsey, your tablet runs on Tactec software. So does your phone. Let me buy dinner for you.”



“Thank you, Tyler,” Kelsey conceded.

“Let’s get dessert,” Tyler said, standing.

They crossed to the other side of Madison and walked into the ice cream store. They left with cones which they ate as they walked back toward campus.

“It’s a little cold for ice cream,” Kelsey said.

“A little, but it’s really good,” Tyler said.

“It’s great,” Kelsey agreed.

They ate their ice cream silently on their walk. They walked through the back gate of the campus and walked into their dorm. Ryan and Zachary were sitting in the common room.

“What did you have?” Ryan asked as they walked in.

“Thai,” Tyler replied.

“I knew we should have gone with them,” Ryan said.

“We had pizza on Capitol Hill. It was terrible,” Zach said.

“Why didn’t you just go to the place on Madison?” Tyler asked. “See you later, Kelsey,” he said as she headed towards the stairs. She waved at him and walked up to her room and opened the door.

Jessica was lying on the bed, reading.

“How was dinner?” she asked.

Kelsey set her backpack on the floor,

“Delicious. We had Thai.”



“Good call. Dinner was miserable tonight.”



“I thought it might be. Why didn’t you go into Madison Park?”



“By the time I realized how bad dinner was, I didn’t want to walk. It’s cold tonight. Did you get any work done?” Jessica asked.

“Yeah, I have to write the client letter tomorrow.”



“Lucky you.”



“It’s my turn. Tyler did most of the work on the last assignment.”



“I can’t believe we get our first grades on a project next week. That’s going to be terrifying.”



“It’s will be fine,” Kelsey said.

“You have Mr. Smarty Pants for a partner. My partner doesn’t do anything except complain,” Jessica groused.

“Tyler is focused,” Kelsey agreed.

“See, you have nothing to worry about,” Jessica said.

“Except my own grades. I still have no idea what’s going on in Civil Procedure.”



“Join the club. The entire first year class is lost.”



All day on Sunday, Kelsey sat in the library and worked on the client letter, which she forwarded to Tyler at 10 p.m. At 10:05 p.m., Tyler wrote back with three small changes. Kelsey added them and re-sent the letter. Tyler said it was great, and asked her if he should forward it to Keith. Kelsey agreed and they were done.



On Monday, Tyler walked into the gym.

“Nice work, Miss North,” he said, dropping his bag on the floor.

“Thanks,” Kelsey replied, continuing her run.



It was their last full week in school before the Thanksgiving holiday, and it felt like the student body was dragging. Civil Procedure still hadn’t improved, and a trip to Professor Dudley’s office hours on Monday evening had only made matters worse. Kelsey could have sworn that Ryan was sleeping in Property on Tuesday before Zachary poked him with a pen. On Wednesday, Kelsey and Jessica bought cupcakes on Madison for lunch, and brought one back for Dylan, who seemed really out of sorts. When Kelsey returned to the room on Thursday after Property, she was greeted by Jessica, who was wearing her jacket and had her wallet in her hand.

“That’s it. We’re going out.”



Kelsey put her backpack down. “Where?”



“Downtown. We’re going to eat, shop and have a good time. We don’t have anything but Legal Writing tomorrow.”



“Have you turned in your assignment?”



“Yesterday. You?”



“Sunday.”



“Show-off,” Jessica snarled. “Let’s go.”



They walked over to Madison and took the bus.

“Dylan didn’t want to come,” Jessica said as they waited on the bus stop. “I don’t think he’s finished the assignment.”



They caught the bus, which dropped them off in the heart of downtown Seattle.

“Eat? Shop for girl stuff? What first?”



“I’m not that hungry. Let’s shop.”



“Music to my ears. Do you need anything or are we just going for it?”



Kelsey laughed. “Let’s go for it,” she said.