Billionaire Nick

Nick 

Where the hell is she? I told her to be ready by 8 a.m.

and here I was, leaning against my car parked in her campus parking lot like a fool.

When she looked out her window, she seemed so surprised to see me.

Did she not get my message? I was getting bored of the number of girls throwing glances my way, trying to start a conversation and walking past my car to get my attention.

Their giggles were giving me a headache.

I almost pulled my phone out to call Caroline but then I finally saw her walking in my direction.

For some reason, she had a small smile playing on her lips.

I felt my heart warm at that and I wondered if I was the reason behind that smile.

But no, she never smiles at me.

I frowned.

"Good morning, Mr.Sinclair."

"Morning, Ms.Stewart" I muttered.

As we got into the car, her smile slowly vanished and out of the corner of my eye, I could see her cutting glances at me.

"I'm sorry for making you wait.I was so tired last night that I overslept this morning.’ Last night! When she was with that guy.

I suddenly felt my temper flare.

Taking in a deep breath, I kept my eyes focused on the road.

"That's okay.The unexpected rain must have slowed down the bus service.And you probably reached your dorm late and slept late"

"Oh, no" she said.

"The bus service was fine-"

I pressed my lips into a thin line, waiting for her to speak further.

It's like she's hesitating.

"Okay, I finally said.I cut a glance in her direction and she was looking outside the window.Why wouldn't you tell me about the coffee shop and Liam, Caroline? But then, why would you? "Actually" she started and I quickly averted my gaze back to the road, "I work at this coffee shop near my college"

Was she a mind reader? "Oh" I said.

"Yeah.

And since I've been missing all my shifts recently, I need to fill in some extra shifts tomorrow and I also need to volunteer for something in the afternoon, so I was wondering if I could get a day off?"

Her eyes were hopeful, like a little kid asking for candy.

"I see.What kind of volunteering?"

"Oh, it's just for a stall at the college carnival."

"Okay" I nodded.

"You can take tomorrow off" "Thank you."

She smiled.

I couldn't help but smile back.

She looked so beautiful when she smiled.

She always looked beautiful.

"What time does your shift start every day?" I asked.

"8 if I go in the morning or 6 in the evening whenever I used to intern at Mr.Andrews’.

I thought for a moment.

"Do you like working there?"

"At the coffee shop?" I nodded.

With a sigh, she leaned back into the seat.

I'll take that as a no.

downs.Some co-workers are so bitchy—I'm sorry" she apologized and

really impolite and sometimes I don't even wanna go there

"Quit it,’ I said.

She blinked at me.

so fucking blunt,

"I can't, she muttered.

I said, I need the

a lot more than you make

comes back." She

I frowned.

that after a few weeks, she'd go back to Blake's company?’

That thought bothered me.

said

she called after a

you to call me

her lips into a thin

"Okay, Nick."

spoke as if testing my

"Yes, Caroline?" I smiled.

"Where are we going?"

at the look of realization on her

Rebekah filled her ears about this

she

She cleared her throat.

a business

I

stared back at

At this, I chuckled.

the rest

I probably scared her.

the car in the

car and was looking all around the place to avoid my

nervous or if it

on" I said and

a restaurant" she

"Nope.

"Where are we?"

the delicious sweet items behind the

as it was, a laugh

but coming this far in the morning just

up

we

cake tasting.’ Her

"What?"

coming

you were getting married."

not. It's for

wasn't looking for it already, I might have missed the look of relief that crossed

"Oh"

let out

bring

my assistant.Why wouldn't

nodded and looked around the

and one of a boy, spoke in

around to find my eight-year-old twin cousins,

guys,’ I laughed as they literally climbed up my body together, one from each side and gave

are you

in confusion

"Didn't you have school?"

"We did."

both spoke in unison and then stared at each other, rolled their eyes and turned to

us along" Layla

owned this place, was

the only close relatives I knew from

else besides us, no relatives, just his friend Walter Reed, who he considered

were good family

I looked up from the twins at my

went

"How are you, Nick?"

smiled and my uncle looked somewhere

followed his gaze to find Caroline smiling down at the twins as they talked

and Caroline walked up to us at the

uncle, Mr.James Price,’ I