The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(67)

“Dylan, no!” Kelsey screamed, running after him.

Jessica stood in shock. They heard a splash.

“Help her!” She screamed at the two guys. “He’ll pull her down!”



One of the guys unzipped his jacket, but Kelsey had begun to pull Dylan back to the beach. Jessica ran out into the shallow water to help her.

“What’s wrong with you, Dylan!” Jessica screamed. “You could have killed both of you!”



Kelsey pulled Dylan as hard as she could, and the three of them left the surf. Jessica angrily grabbed the jacket from the hands of one of the guys, and she wrapped it around Dylan’s shivering shoulders as Kelsey pulled him toward the stairs. Jessica took off her jacket and put it around Kelsey, who was sopping wet. The first group they had passed was standing.

“Kels, can I help?” Adam asked.

“I need to get him home,” Kelsey said, teeth chattering. Adam took Dylan by the arms and helped him forward. Jessica helped Kelsey put the jacket over her wet body.

“You could have been killed, Kels,” Jessica said, crying.

“I couldn’t let him die,” Kelsey said painfully. She was freezing. Adam helped Dylan up the stairs and Jessica helped Kelsey. They walked across the park and left it.

The four of them walked the few blocks to Kelsey’s house. As they stopped near the front door, Adam lost his grip on Dylan, who collapsed on the front lawn. As the three of them tried to help him up, Dylan threw up. Kelsey got out her keys, and once they thought Dylan was done, they brought him into the house.

“Thanks, Adam,” Kelsey whispered. Her parents were asleep.

“Are you guys going to be OK?” Adam asked, glancing at Dylan, whom Jessica was helping up the stairs.

“Yeah,” Kelsey said. “Thanks.” She turned to help Jessica, and Adam let himself out. The two girls helped Dylan into the bathroom, where he threw up again. Jessica stripped off Dylan’s jacket and shirt as Kelsey removed her wet clothes down to her underwear. She ran to get towels. She and Jessica dried Dylan as best as they could, as he sat on the floor in his wet jeans.

“Dylan, I’ll bring your pajamas,” Kelsey said. He nodded painfully. “Can you get your jeans off?”



“Yeah,” Dylan said softly. Jessica left the room and Kelsey returned with Dylan’s pants. He had removed his jeans, and stood next to the shower stall in his underwear.

“Dry off and change,” Kelsey said. “I’ll be back.” Kelsey went to her room, where Jessica was changing into her pajamas and crying. Kelsey took a towel, dried off and put on her own pajamas. Then she went back to Dylan.

He had changed into his pants, but had resumed throwing up. Kelsey sat next to him until he stopped. He lay on the floor and looked up at her.

“I’ll stay here,” he said. “Go to bed.”



Kelsey hesitated.

“It’s okay,” Dylan said. “Go to bed.”



Kelsey brushed his wet hair with her hand, and stood up.

“Good night, Dylan.”



“Night, Kels,” he replied. Kelsey left the bathroom and shut the door behind her.



When Kelsey and Jessica woke up on Saturday, the house was silent. Kelsey walked downstairs to the kitchen, where she found a note in her mother’s handwriting.

At the store.

Kelsey looked at the note in puzzlement. Although her mother sometimes worked at the store, it was rare for her to open it in the morning. Kelsey ran back upstairs and got her phone.


Where’s Dad? Kelsey messaged her.

He drove Dylan to the airport, was her mother’s response.

“What?” Kelsey said out loud as Jessica returned from brushing her teeth.

“What’s up?” Jess asked.

“Dad drove Dylan to the airport.”



“Are you kidding?” Jessica said. Kelsey shook her head. She ran to the guest room. Dylan’s things were gone.

“Get dressed,” Kelsey said to Jessica.

They got dressed quickly, and ran outside. Dylan’s car was sitting outside. They jogged down to the store, which was already crowded with customers.

“Kelsey, I’m glad you’re here,” said Michelle. “Can you run the register?” Kelsey nodded yes and spotted her mother helping a customer at the back of the store. As soon as things quieted down a half-hour later, Kelsey and Jessica went to talk to her.

“Mom, why did Dad take Dylan to the airport?” Kelsey asked.

“No idea, honey. He woke me up and asked me to open the store this morning. He’ll let you know when he gets back.”



“What time did they leave?”



“Six or so, Kels,” her mother said. Kelsey glanced at her phone. It was almost eleven. Sea-Tac Airport was a two-hour drive away, so her father should return soon.



Mr. North walked into the store at 11:45. He kissed his wife, whispered something to her, and waved Kelsey and Jessica into the storeroom. He closed the door behind them.

“Is Dylan okay?” Kelsey asked. Mr. North sighed.

“Kels, Dylan’s heading back to Portland. He’s going into rehab,” Mr. North said simply.

Kelsey and Jessica were stunned into silence.