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.

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

don't even wanna go there but I need

"Quit it,’ I said.

She blinked at me.

be so

"I can't, she muttered.

said, I need

paying you a lot more than you

until Penny comes back."

I frowned.

could I forget that she was only my temporary assistant and that after a few weeks, she'd go back to Blake's company?’ I won't be

That thought bothered me.

I said and looked

after a few

call me

lips into a

"Okay, Nick."

spoke as if

"Yes, Caroline?" I smiled.

"Where are we going?"

at the

her ears

I knew she

She cleared her throat.

it a

would I ask you

stared back at me

At this, I chuckled.

silent for the rest of the

I probably scared her.

the car in

had already stepped out of the car and was looking all around the place to avoid

nervous or if it was a

said and

isn't a restaurant"

"Nope.

"Where are we?"

sweet items behind the glass

then, as unexpected as it was, a laugh

in the

up at

we

a cake

"What?"

occasion coming up."

know you

It's

already, I might have missed the look of relief

"Oh"

out a

why bring

my assistant.Why wouldn't

nodded and looked around the decorated

girl and one of a

my eight-year-old twin cousins, Layla

literally climbed up my body together, one from each side and gave me a

are you doing

in confusion

"Didn't you have school?"

"We did."

and then stared at each other,

us

dad, my uncle who owned this place, was my

family and my grandpa were the only close relatives I knew from my

besides us, no relatives, just

were good family

up from the twins at my

I went forward and hugged

"How are you, Nick?"

smiled and my

Caroline smiling down

Stewart, my assistant,’ I told him and Caroline walked up

uncle, Mr.James Price,’