Free My Rockstar Billionaire 2 (Billionaire Romance 2) by Amy Aday Page B

you," Julia says to me nonchalantly with a mischievous smile. Jack is one of her work colleagues that she hangs out with along with a small group of coworkers sometimes. She told me on numerous occasions that he has a crush on me.
     
    "Oh he has, has he?" I kid with Julia, but she knows that I’m not interested. He is a sweet guy, and a good looking one as well, but I guess I just am not looking for anything now.
     
    "Oh why won't you give it a shot? Let me set you up with Jack…or maybe someone else? I think it's time you move on from Mike," Julia says. I raise an eyebrow and shoot a look at her, trying not to be annoyed by her persistent demands.
     
    "You know I think he's sweet. And really, I'm fine. I'm just not in dating mode at all right now. But thank you." I try to sweetly but firmly push her off. "I just need some time, that's all. Why are you pushing so hard now anyway?"
     
    She pauses for a moment. "Okay. The thing is…Mike has called over the apartment a couple of times while you were gone." I purse my lips and narrow my eyes, but listen attentively. "Oh? Why is he calling? What the hell does he want?"
     
    "He was looking for you and wanted to talk to you. Turns out that the girl he was ‘dating’ left him for another guy. I think she was cheating on him and just dumped his ass," Julia explains. She rolls her eyes and shrugs as she drives. "I told him that you were very busy and were not interested in talking to him. And that was just too damn bad for him. I mean, what nerve! Ugh, what a jackass! I'm so angry for you."
     
    My face immediately flushes with white-hot anger. I dated Mike for three years, and knew he was getting ready to propose. My world turned upside down when I finally learned one day that he cheated on me. And not just once either. He cheated on me at least half a dozen times in our relationship. That I knew of anyway.
     
    It was as if we weren't in any kind of real relationship at all. For some reason, I instinctively had my doubts about marrying him. But I was genuinely shocked at the news that my so-called ‘best friend’ and soon to be fiancé turned out to be someone else completely. Someone that I didn't know at all. It was all a big act. While it's been weeks, I'm still trying to process the devastating hurt, pain and the huge betrayal of trust.
     
    "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I was so annoyed when I heard his voice, I just wanted to slam down the phone for you. But he insisted and told me what was going on, so I could pass you the message. I did curse him out and tell him never to call again though. So hopefully, he'll butt out. Assclown."
     
    "That's okay, Julia. Listen, let's just talk about something else. It's been a long week. It'll be nice to get back to our apartment. Maybe we can have a movie night with some wine and girl talk like the old days." I try to smile in halfhearted enthusiasm. I am truly tired of being sad and angry. The weeks have been difficult and I'm trying my best to move on with the help of my best friend.
     
    "That's a great idea! There's a bunch of stuff on Netflix I wanted to watch. And I’ve already picked up the wine! It’ll be an epic girl’s night in with lots of catching up to do," Julia grins, looking thankful that we've changed the subject. We finally arrived at our apartment and take a little time to unload and get settled back in.
     
    Wow, it does feel good to be home. As much as I love traveling, there is always comfort and happiness in coming back home to where your heart is. My heart is always in my family and friends, like Julia.
     
    But this time, my relief to be home was interlaced with a lingering sadness that I just couldn't shake. I try to console myself. Supposedly, time heals everything. So maybe I just need a little time.
     
    My inner voice speaks up. Time from who? Do you mean time from Mike and that waste of a three-year relationship? Or time away from smoking hot, mysterious Ricky? My insides tighten up as I start to