Free This Crazy Little Thing (A New Adult Billionaire Romance) by Tawny Taylor, Tamryn Ward Page B

wish come true before.”
    “Neither have I, but you have to try something. We can’t stay this way forever. You wouldn’t believe how shocked I was to wake up in your sweats, in your apartment…in your body…last week! By the way, we have to do something about that little cave you live in. It’s a dump. And the neighborhood… I won’t even go out to check the mail after nightfall. The only good thing about it is the balcony.”
    “Well, it’s affordable. I don’t have millionaire boyfriends buying me houses in the ‘burbs for Christmas like some people do.”
    “Speaking of my boyfriend, have you heard from Jason?”
    “Yes, you could say that. By the way, I like what you’ve done to my hair. It looks great.”
    Looking very pleased with herself, Monica smoothed the glossy brown hair with her hand. “It does, doesn’t it? I have a fabulous hairdresser. It was quite a trick getting him to take me, since he doesn’t know who I am. But thanks to me you are now a client of the extremely talented Geoff Laroque at the exclusive Laroque Salon in Beverly Hills. He gave me the works last week. You needed it. Good grief girl, when was the last time you had a pedicure? Your toenails were gnarly. I don’t know how you dared show them at all this past summer. Please tell me you didn’t wear sandals or I think I’m going to cry.”
    More dollar signs flashed through Jane’s brain. Bells rang, lights blinked. That infamous cha-ching sound echoed in her head. “How much does the works cost at Laroque Salon?”
    “Oh, I don’t know. I put it on your credit card. It went through without a problem. Couldn’t have been too much.”
    “Oh no! What else have you bought? Those clothes look new.”
    “They are. You owned nothing but rags. I couldn’t be seen in public dressed like that. You really should have more respect for yourself than that. You’re young and pretty. What’re you letting yourself go like this for?”
    “I have more respect for myself than you do. You spend every penny you earn and more. I know. I tried to balance your checkbook. You’re drowning in red. And what the hell is Hometown? You’re sending them thousands every month. That’s no way to live, way beyond your means.”
    “Hey! My money matters are personal. I can’t believe you’re snooping.” Monica’s pout looked silly on Jane’s face and if Jane wasn’t so upset about this whole thing she might have found it funny.
    “I’m just trying to help. That’s more than what I can say for you. All you’re doing is putting me in the poorhouse. How much is the car costing me?”
    “I got you a great deal since you have A-plus credit. You got prime rates. The payment’s only three hundred sixty-five.”
    Jane felt sick. Monica was making a mess of her life. Somehow she had to stop her. “ Only three hundred sixty-five? I can’t afford that!”
    “Sure you can. You’ve been saving four hundred a month. I saw it on your bank statements.”
    “I’m saving to buy a house. You’re ruining my life! You need to stop spending my money and quit snooping.”
    “I didn’t snoop. Your bank records were sitting right there. And I am not ruining your life. I’m making some much-needed improvements. You, my friend, were stuck in a rut. This is exactly what you needed. Now, what kind of mess are you making of my life?”
    “I’m not making a mess. I’m helping you. Your finances were a disaster, and you weren’t taking care of yourself properly. And Jason—”
    “What about Jason?” she growled. “Tell me you haven’t pissed him off. It isn’t hard to piss him off.”
    “I haven’t. We’re getting along wonderfully. In fact, I’m helping you get him back. That is what you wanted right?”
    Monica jumped up and screeched. “You’re what!” She poked a finger at Jane’s nose. “Don’t you dare touch him! That’s just plain yucky, considering you’re me and…you…you… I can’t believe this!”
    “Then you don’t