“<…>Don’t you agree, Hutton?”“Yes,” I said, mostly just to get her to stop talking.

“I said that we’re engaged.”“You said what?”“I said that we were engaged. Well, I said that I was engaged to a hot billionaire, and then when Mimi asked who, I said you. You’re the only hot billionaire I know.”She thinks I’m hot.

Thunder boomed loudly from outside, and I jumped.“You okay?”“No.” I laughed, embarrassed. Without thinking, I made a quick joke. “Can I sleep in your bed tonight?”Hutton’s face went white.“I’m kidding,” I said, my face growing hot. “Because of what I told you earlier. Don’t worry, I won’t—”“You can if you want to.”“—actually crawl into your . . . huh?”“You can sleep in my bed. If you want to. I mean, if you’re scared.”What if I’m not scared and I just want to be close to you?