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

arrived, and Dylan was furious, in his own calm Dylan way.  

    “Ian finally got here at two,” Kelsey said, scrolling through her phone. “So Dylan said let’s meet downstairs at 10:30.”  

    “Works for me. What time is it now?”  

    “Ten,” Kelsey replied.  

    “We really need to buy a backup alarm clock today. Neither of us are early risers.”  

    “Don’t I know it,” Kelsey said, getting up. “My parents’ store opens at 10, and I was only on time if one of them woke me up and dragged me into the bathroom.”  

    Thirty minutes later, Kelsey knocked on Dylan’s door. Matthew opened it.  

    “What?” he said unpleasantly.  

    “They’re here for me,” Dylan said from behind him. “Kels, Ian’s in the lounge. Can you make sure he’s awake? If he’s not, tell him he’s not coming with us.”

    “Okay,” Kelsey said, and she and Jessica left. Arriving downstairs, they spotted a boy in a baseball cap and jeans asleep on a sofa, head on his rolled up t-shirt.  

    “Ian,” Kelsey said, softly shaking his bare shoulder. He stirred but didn’t awaken.

    “Ian!” Jessica called sharply. He stirred again, turning over and opening an eye to look at them.  

    “Hi, Kels,” Ian said sleepily. “Dylan’s upstairs.”  

    “I know, he asked me to wake you up.”  

    “We’re leaving at eleven,” Ian said, turning back over.

    “Nope, now,” Kelsey said.

    “Are you kidding me?” Ian said.  

    “Dylan said if you want to go, you need to get up,” Kelsey said. Jessica sat on the chair next to them.  

    “He knows when I got in,” Ian said grumpily, sitting up.  

    “Why were you so late?” Kelsey asked.  

    “There was an accident on I-5 near Tacoma.” Ian said, unrolling the t-shirt and putting it on. “I was stuck for hours.”  

    “You sure you don’t want to sleep?” Kelsey asked.

    “No way. I haven’t been up here in a year,” Ian replied. “And Dylan’s not going to invite me up.”

    True, Kelsey thought. Dylan walked down the stairs.  

    “Sleeping Ugly awakens,” Dylan said.  

    “Why did I have to sleep down here?” Ian asked him.

    “Because my roommate is a jerk, and I wasn’t in the mood to fight with him about you at 2 a.m.”  

    “Do I get a bed tonight?”

    “No, but you can have the floor,” Dylan replied.

    “Maybe I’ll sleep in Kelsey’s room. She likes me,” Ian said, winking at her.  

    “Kelsey is nice to you out of a misguided belief that I care,” Dylan shot back.  

    “Brotherly love,” Jessica said under her breath.

    “Let’s go. Where’s Ashley?” Dylan said.

    “Totally forgot her,” Jessica said.  

    “I’ll run up,” Kelsey said. She dashed up the stairs and knocked on Ashley’s door. Ashley answered.  

    “Ready?” Kelsey asked.  

    “I am. I’m so excited to go with you girls,” Ashley replied. She put on her red fleece and they headed down the stairs.  

    “Hi, Ashley. This is my brother Ian.”  

    “Hi, Ian,” Ashley said politely. Ian silently looked at Ashley’s curves.  

    “Say hello, dummy,” Dylan said, punching him in the arm.

    “Hi,” Ian managed to say. Dylan shook his head in exasperation.  

    “Let’s go,” he said. The five of them walked to the small off-campus parking lot two blocks away. Ian spent his walk ogling Ashley, who had linked arms with Jessica and was discussing Matthew.  

    “It’s going to be a long weekend,” Dylan said.  

    “He’s leaving tomorrow,” Kelsey countered.  

    “Not soon enough,” Dylan said. “And Mom’s forcing me to drive him to the airport. She says he won’t make it on the plane by himself. She didn’t want him to drive up.”  

    Kelsey laughed. Dylan reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, which were on a Portland State University Alumni keychain. He pressed the “open door” button, and the lights flashed on Dylan’s BMW.  

    “I’m not sure we can all fit,” Jessica said, eying the