The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1) by Cara Miller

weekend, and then our lives are over.”  

    “A nice way of thinking about the beginning of classes,” Kelsey said.  

    “I’m just being realistic, Kels.”  

    “Depressing.”  

    “Sometimes the truth hurts.”  

    “Are you looking forward to going into town?”  

    “Actually, I’m more looking forward to meeting Dylan’s brother. Since we’re going to be related and all,” Jessica grinned.  

    “This again.”  

    “Well, you seem to have moved on to Ryan Perkins.”

    Kelsey blushed. “He’s nice.”“And not bad on the eyes. But he’s one of the Irritating Five.”  

    “I’m not sure it’s fair to judge him on his childhood friends,” Kelsey said.  

    “Maybe. Anyway, I’m thinking about renaming them the ‘Billionaire Boys Club,’” Jessica said. “Oh, you know what?”  

    “Hmm?” Kelsey said.  

    “Amazon says my books were delivered today at noon. Want to come check with me?”  

    “Sure,” Kelsey said. They left the room and walked down to the basement. 1Ls had mailrooms in the dorm, while 2Ls and 3Ls had to go to the student center for mail. They opened their personal mailboxes. Both of them had package slips — Jessica one, Kelsey two.  

    They handed their slips to the student behind the counter. He set down a copy of “The Second Amendment: A Biography” and went to get their boxes. He returned with Jessica’s first.  

    “It’s pretty heavy,” he said as he slid it over the desk. Jessica lifted it gently.  

    “No kidding,” she said.  

    The student returned with two packages for Kelsey, one a large Amazon box, and another decorated with marker hearts on top.  

    “Cookies!” Kelsey said delightedly.  

    “Don’t forget to share,” said the student as he picked up his book. Kelsey winked at Jessica and opened the top box. She opened the tupperware inside and held it to the student.  

    “Have one,” Kelsey said. The student looked at her in surprise.  

    “I was kidding,” he stammered.  

    “Have one,” Kelsey repeated, holding out the box. The student sheepishly took a cookie from the box.  

    “Thanks,” he said, embarrassed. Kelsey and Jessica left the mailroom with their boxes and slowly climbed the stairs. They walked into their room and set the boxes on the beds.  

    “One less cookie for Dylan,” Jessica said. “Gimme.” Kelsey handed her the tupperware box and looked on the outside of her package. Her mother had sent it on Monday, which meant that she must have been baking cookies on her return on Sunday night.  

    “These are good. Don’t tell Dylan you got a package,” Jessica said between bites. Kelsey laughed and looked inside the box. Her mom had packed a second box of cookies, along with a few more of Kelsey’s favorite snacks and a card. Kelsey opened the card, which was signed by both her mother and father. A fifty dollar bill fell out.  

    “Money for the weekend!” said Jessica, taking a second cookie. “You didn’t want me to leave any of these, right?”  

    “Save some for Dylan.”  

    “Ha! Like he’d share.”  

    “So much for love,” Kelsey quipped.  

    “There’s love, and there’s cookies. I know which one has always been there for me,” Jessica said, taking a bite.  

    Over the next two days, Kelsey continued to follow the schedule. Full 1L meetings, small group (where Ryan always greeted her with a friendly hello) and lunch and dinner with Jessica, and occasionally Dylan or Ashley. She had looked at her casebooks and put them aside, knowing that they would be waiting for her on Monday. Kelsey had decided, like Jessica, to make the most of this short calm before the storm.  

    When they woke up on Saturday morning, the sun shone brightly into their room. Jessica yawned loudly as Kelsey’s eyes fluttered open.  

    “What time are we going?” Jessica asked.  

    “Let me look,” Kelsey said, reaching for her phone. As of midnight, Dylan’s brother hadn’t