The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(64)

“Dylan, it’s your turn,” Mr. North said.

Dylan thought for a moment. “I’m grateful to be in my home away from home with my best friend and her family.”



“Great,” Mr. North said. “Let’s eat!”



After polishing off about a quarter of the food that Mrs. North had prepared, Dylan and Mr. North returned to the football games, Dylan with a can of beer in hand. Jessica, Kelsey and her mom began putting food away.

“Kels, how is school going for you guys?” Mrs. North asked, putting foil over a bowl of sweet potatoes.

“Stressful,” Kelsey said. “We’re so lost in Civil Procedure.”



“Is that a subject?” Mrs. North asked.

“It is,” Jessica replied.

“Have you asked for help?”



“Like a drowning man. But no help is coming,” Jessica quipped.

“Oh, dear,” Mrs. North said.

“It’s okay. We’re all going to fail, but it’s graded on the curve,” Jessica said.

“Unless someone actually understands Dudley. Then we’re doomed,” Kelsey said.

“Exams are before Christmas?” Mrs. North asked.

“Yes,” Kelsey said.

“Then you can all relax when you’re at home,” Mrs. North said.

“Nope. Because they send failure letters during the holiday,” Jessica said.

“Failure letters?”



“If you failed an exam, they notify you over the holiday,” Kelsey explained. “Otherwise, we get our grades when we return.”



“Why do they do that?” Mrs. North asked.

“So you know not to return to school. Two failing grades and you’re out,” Kelsey said.

Mrs. North ran her hand gently over her daughter’s blonde hair. “No wonder you’re all so stressed.”



“No pressure from Darrow, that’s for sure,” Jessica said sarcastically.

“Well, your first semester is almost over. I’m sure you’ll all do fine.”



“Hope so,” Jessica said.

Dylan walked into the kitchen and took another beer from the fridge.

“That was an amazing dinner, Mrs. North. Really delicious.”



“Thank you, Dylan,” Mrs. North said. “Did you have enough to eat?”



“I couldn’t eat another bite,” Dylan said as he left the kitchen.

“How’s Dylan?” Mrs. North asked.

“Drinking like a fish,” Jessica replied.

“I‘ve noticed,” Mrs. North said.

“I talked to Dad about it,” Kelsey said.

“It’s that stressful at Darrow? How are you girls handling it?” Mrs. North asked.

“I eat, Kelsey works out,” Jessica said. “We’ll be at opposite ends of the weight scale soon.”



Mrs. North laughed. “You still run every day, Kels?”



“If I didn’t, I’d be even crazier than I am now.”



“She gets up at 6 a.m., Mrs. North.”



“She did that her last year of high school too,” Mrs. North replied.

“I sleep in during the summer. Get up at 7,” Kelsey grinned.

“I’m not listening.”



“I’m kidding. You know I like to sleep in,” Kelsey said. “But running has really helped. And I get to class on time.”



“It’s true. I should encourage you. I haven’t been late once since you started running at Darrow.”



“See, running helps everyone,” Kelsey said.

“Now if we could only transfer those calories burned to me.”



“Jess, you have not gained weight,” Kelsey said.

“You’re my roommate. You have to say that,” Jessica said.

“I agree with Kelsey. If anything, you’ve lost some,” Mrs. North said.

“You’re my roommate’s mother. You have to say that,” Jessica said.

Kelsey laughed. “This is how we deal with the stress. Humor.”



“Such as it is,” Jessica said. “I just wish that was the way Dylan dealt with his.”



Jasmine pouted in Kelsey’s mirror and fluffed her black hair.

“Move it, Jazz. You have a date,” Morgan said, shoving her over. She put more black mascara on her eyelashes.

“You’ve got to wear something nicer, Kels,” Jessica said behind her. “It’s a party.”



“It’s Eric’s party. I know how to dress,” Kelsey said.

“You’ve forgotten,” Jasmine said, glancing at Kelsey’s outfit of jeans and a black sweater.

“I mean, at least show off one body part,” Jessica said. “A leg, an arm.”



“Seriously, Kels. Just take your fleece for the beach.”



“Beach?” Jessica asked.

“Eric lives near the water. We always end up there,” Morgan said.