All Chapters of The Billionaire and the High school Girl fell in love : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“I think it sounds kind of interesting — sort of Bond.” He laughed. “You’re going to tell Dan though, right?”“Not right away. I’m afraid he’ll get worried and upset and have one or more of them investigated and that could have all kinds of ramifications. I’m not telling my dad either or we’ll have more alarms in this place than Fort Knox before you know it.”“I don’t know if I feel good about doing anything behind Dan’s back,” Cam said significantly.“I promise I’ll tell him. I’m just hoping to have a little something to go on first. I really don’t want to worry him and I honestly don’t feel like I’m in any danger. Public defenders and prosecutors get harassing letters sometimes. I think this is just like that.”“Well, I guess it’s not like I’m sneaking around with you. More like I’m sneaking around with your roommate.” He smiled. “Okay team, I’m in!”“Great! Okay, I have the address of Layla townhouse. I say that this Friday you two just see if you can figure out what kinds of place

“Hey handsome.”“Still want me to come calling?”“I would love to be called on. Ava is out with Cameron.”“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”He was there in five. I opened the door to let him in and noticed that he was dressed casually in jeans and a tee-shirt but he had a suit bag with him.“Planning to spend the night?”“Planning to kick me out of bed?” He came over, leaned down and gave me a deliciously minty, yet wonderfully hot kiss.“Mm. You’re always welcome in my bed.”“Good. Let’s go there now and make good use of our privacy while it lasts.”“She could be back anytime. I’m not making any noise tonight.”“Oh, I’ll bet I can get you to make some noise.” He smiled wickedly.“Oh really?” I started backing up toward my bedroom.“Oh really. Besides, I’m not going to be quiet tonight. I’m going to whisper all kinds of dirty things in your ear.” I swallowed hard and felt myself start to sweat. I so wanted him to whisper dirty things in my ear.“Come and get me,” I said in my best saucy

There was some mention of the parties on websites for people in the area into alternative lifestyles. Even though they were underground, they were considered “open” parties in that you didn’t have to be a member of a club or anything. You just had to pay a fee and have someone who the party organizer, presumably Ms. Hill, knew vouch for you. Everyone wore masks so it was anonymous and there were rumors that some of the guests were “professionals.” The parties seemed to be loosely associated with a place called Gili’s Cabaret. I made a note of it and figured that we may have to check it out.It occurred to me, if you were a politician into kink you couldn’t exactly just stroll into a fetish club. If you wanted to get kinky with a bunch of other people it would have to be at a private party. So, if there was any truth to the kink rumors, it would make sense that Cole might be attending these little get-togethers. An idea was forming in my head. It was kind of nutty, but then so was I.A

I’ll let you two get settled. Come down whenever you’re ready.”“Okay Dad.” I turned to Dan. “We’ll go out for dinner tomorrow.”“I’m happy to eat in. This is your Sabbath dinner, right?”“Yeah, but we’re not super religious. We light candles and break bread and drink wine but we’re not going to cart you off to a synagogue or“I think it’s interesting! I’ve had dinner on Friday nights with Adam’s family before.”“You have? Well, that’s great. But I should warn you, we’re more like The Addams family.”“Stop worrying! My great-uncle Leland thinks he’s still in the army even though he’s seventy-eight.” Dan came over and stood behind me, circling my waist with his arms. “I think your parents are great. I see where you get your sense of humor.”“I’m glad you like them.” I smiled. He leaned down and kissed my neck.“I missed you last night,” he whispered. “I’m glad we can sleep together tonight.”“Me too.” I turned around and pulled his mouth to mine for a deep and tender kiss. After a few

After dinner everyone retired to the parlor and my father did something extraordinarily kind; he suggested that since Dan and I enjoyed walking so much, we should go out for a stroll around the neighborhood before it got dark. I loved my dad! We headed out into the warm New York evening holding hands.“So I’m sure you’ve been to New York many times, but this is my neighborhood.”“I love this. These homes have so much character. This city has so much character.” He was looking around and taking it all in.“I think so too! Whenever I was feeling depressed about something I would take a walk and remind myself that I lived in one of the most exciting, must cultural, most interesting cities in the world and it would cheer me up.” I smiled and took it all in.“You really love it.” He smiled.“I do!”“So why did you move to Philly?”“I wanted some space from my family so I could learn how to be a grown-up. Besides, I like Philly too, even more now.” I squeezed his hand.We talked about what