Free Hunger (Seductors #2) by B. L. Wilde

pulling into a parking lot.
    “You’re taking me to lunch at Wendy’s?” I giggled as he pulled around to the drive thru.
    “You only have an hour for lunch and I wanted to talk to you, too. Where did you think I’d take you?”
    “I’m not sure.”
    “I try not to let the money define me, remember?” I did remember. That was one of the many things I loved about him.
    “You really love fast food, don’t you?”
    “Mrs. Davis hardly lets me eat it. It’s a nice treat for me,” he admitted sheepishly. “Plus, it is a quick lunch. We can eat in the car.”
    “What a date,” I teased.
    “What do you want, a burger, chicken, maybe a salad?”
    “If you’re having a burger, so will I. I can’t watch you eat one if I only have a salad.”
    “Okay, two burgers it is, then. Coke? Is that okay, too?” I nodded in agreement.
    “What’s so funny?” Oliver asked once we’d pulled over to eat our food.
    “How much did this car cost roughly?”
    “Around one hundred and twenty thousand dollars. Why?”
    “We’re eating fast food in it, that’s why. You’ve even let me set my fries on your dashboard.”
    “It’s just a car, Jade. I have plenty of others.” He was so casual as he spoke. He didn’t let the money take over his life, but I did wonder how he would cope without it. Being rich was all he had ever known.  
    “Sorry, Mr. Rich,” I quipped. “I forgot you must have about twenty cars.”
    “Only seven, actually,” he quipped, taking a deep pull on the straw in his soda. “Not counting the limo.”
    “Why would you need seven cars?”
    “Most stay with my different properties.” I guess that made sense. “How’s your car? Do you still have that blue Mercedes?”  
    “Yes, but it’s in storage back home. There was no point taking it with me. I was…um…traveling around a lot,” I winced, taking a handful of fries.   
    “I’m aware of that, Jade,” he sighed, dabbing his mouth with a paper napkin. Damn, he ate that quickly. I still had half of my fries to eat.
    “Oh yes, you had my bank account tracked. Do you do that a lot?” I mumbled through a mouthful of food.   
    “You were the first. Look, I’m sorry. I only wanted to know you were safe. If I had tracked you down…I might not have followed through with my plan to go to you.”
    “Really?” I widened my eyes. I didn’t believe him because of the lengths he went to to find me. No target had ever gotten as close to discovering a lead before. Miles had to work double time to knock Oliver off my scent.
    “Okay, probably not. I still would have gone to you,” he admitted, defeated. “I’m sorry about tracking your account. Truly, I am.”
    “Did you search for anything else?” I had fake accounts for Jade Gibbs, but my family’s first names and history were the same. My past wasn’t something I was ready to talk about, even if it was fake. How much did Oliver know about me? Miles had said Oliver hadn’t delved in too deeply yet, but I needed to be sure.    
    “What do you mean?” he frowned, searching my face.
    “What else did you find out about me?” I snapped, reaching for my drink. My mouth was suddenly really dry.
    “Nothing, Jade, I swear. I wouldn’t invade your private life like that. If there was something, I’d want to hear it from you. The tracker was all about your safety. You have to believe me. I was worried you might have been kidnapped. It may sound ridiculous, but you don’t know the pressure I’m under. So many people want the information I have. You would have been an easy target.” Oh Oliver, you have no idea. There was more chance of him being kidnapped than me. Not that I would ever let that happen.
    “Okay,” I sighed, eating my last few fries. “I understand, but don’t ever do anything like that again.”
    “As long as I know you’re safe, I won’t need to,” he muttered, running his hand through my hair gently. “I’ve missed this,” he breathed, looking down at