The Billionaires Club
“How do you know?”
“He gets me. Nothing I say shocks him, and he doesn’t judge me. He doesn’t take my shit—at all. And he doesn’t toy with me. It’s just us, raw and open.” Kim paused. Her face and neck flushed, and she struggled to control her emotions. When she spoke again, her words were choked, like she was pushing through taffy. “Sometimes, I don’t think I can do it. I have never let anyone see…me before, but he is patient, and at the same time, he’s pushy.” Kim laughed wetly and shook her head. “I know that doesn’t make sense, but it’s true.”
Celine leaned back into her corner of the settee, staying quiet, afraid to spook her best friend, who rarely opened up. “He told me he loved me.”
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