Billionaire Nick

Nick

"So you're alive,’' I snapped the moment I barged inside Blake's office.

His eyes were fixed on his laptop screen and the moment he looked up, a look of surprise fell on his face, followed by a roll of his eyes and then a sigh.

"l imagined you lying in a hospital bed, since that's the only reason you wouldn't be answering my texts or calls, right?"

I asked.

"What do you want, Nick?"

he said wryly.

"Nothing"

I shook my head.

"In fact, I come bearing gifts."

Walking up to his desk, I held up a giant chocolate bar in front of him.

"You know I'm not a fan of chocolates."

His eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Yeah.Which is why I brought it."

I opened the wrapper and took a large bite, suppressing a laugh when Blake scowled at me.

"So you came here all the way from your office just to eat a chocolate bar?"

"No, of course not."

I shook my head.

"I came here to make sure you still know how to use your phone so you can reply to people: He sighed.

"I've been busy, Nick"

"Doing what, exactly?"

I raised a brow.

"You know I run a company, right?"

"Yeah, so do I.’ I shrugged.

"What's your point?"

"Well, someone's not taking your staff away so..."

He shrugged.

"Intern" I corrected.

"Yeah."

An intern that still did some important work around here: "No wonder you sent her to pick up a bunch of files."

I raised a brow.

His jaw clenched as he watched me silently for a few moments and I prepared myself to dodge a punch.

"What do you want with her, Nick?" he finally asked.

I blinked.

"Who? Caroline?"

He didn't answer.

"What could I possibly want with her?" I frowned.

"You tell me.Going to the extent of fighting your best bud just to have her work for you? Seems suspicious: "Okay, Detective Andrews,’ I chuckled.

"First, you're just overthinking, and second, I didn't fight you"

"Oh, you didn't?"

"We just had a disagreement, Blake.What are you so mad about?"

He took a deep breath and turned to his laptop again.

"I'm working, Nick: Come on!

"Look,’ I snapped.

"If you've got a problem with me, say it to my face.Or challenge me to a kickboxing match if you really wanna let some steam off.", He raised a brow.

"Relax, I'll let you hit me,’ I muttered.At this he let out frustrated groan, and to my surprise, a laugh.

"But don't ignore me.You know I hate it when someone does that" I said.

"I know" He nodded.

"Which is why I do it" I narrowed my eyes.

"So are you going to eat this chocolate or am I gonna have to finish it off alone?" I asked.

"Like that's going to be a problem for you.’ He smirked.

but lately I'm more

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

half, I gave one

should get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

she found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for

is she? I pulled

then, the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with a fairly tall

they seemed to

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you be more

gotten into you? He's an

and Caroline started together: "Are they from

couldn't take my

eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at

never be like that around

always so composed and discreet whenever she was

on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as

felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile to

Blake greeted back and she turned to

of the corner of my eye,

with him?

him off but then my professionalism took over and I nodded

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few more classes

her in catching up.’ "Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a study night at

Study night.

and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting

Blake suggested, and I could almost

I was relieved.

going to be

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin, sombre

I muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline following

in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and demand what

was none of my business...or was it? She was

I could ask her.

it was her personal life and I was in no position to ask her anything

Suck it up, Sinclair.

hell did I care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

didn't’ Except you talked

know what you had to

and I realized that I was staring at her

and was drawing me

taking a step in her direction, closing in on her

eyes closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

need one

then I'll

her brown eyes opened and locked

moment, I was

looked me straight in the

realization dawned

I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and

the button lit up with an ominous

was a

alright in elevator

the urge to

mistake" I

"Okay."

basement parking lot and the elevators

stepping out of the elevators, not being able to

her and saw the ghost of a smile playing on her

up

laugh escaped

couldn't help but

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was back

should smile more

Veyron and I started driving back

was smiling because of the alarm...or if she

we reached the office, she headed straight for her office and I went to

she left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass window

could rain

should drive her