The Billionaires Love Curves Finale - a BBW BWWM Billionaire Romance
coming here with me tonight, Ali?”
     
    “Me? No. Why would I? What's it got to do with Nate? Wait,” Ali said. “Did Elaine just say Nate was your boyfriend?”
     
    “It's a long story, Ali, but I've got to go. If Cole finds out I was in the same place as Nate, there'll be hell to pay.” Lacey searched on the floor for her purse.
     
    “Wait, Lacey.” Ali held her arm. “You trying to tell me, Cole tells you what to do and where to go...as well as stopping your work?”
     
    “It's not what you think, Ali.” She called a waiter over and handed over Nate's credit card. “Please, could we pay?”
     
    “Well, what is it Lacey? Why all the cloak and dagger?” Ali insisted.
    “I've got to go. Please Ali, I'll explain another time.”
    Without waiting for the credit card to be returned, Lacey rushed out of the restaurant and looked up and down the street for a passing taxi.
     
    “Lacey!” It was Nate. He'd followed her out.
     
    “Nate please, you have to stay away from me.” She raised her hand and waved as a taxi sped by.
     
    “Lacey, I thought I would have heard from you by now.”
     
    “Listen, we can't be seen together, it's for your own safety, Nate.”
     
    “This is insane. Can we talk for a second?”
     
    “No! Taxi!” She waved frantically as another taxi flew by.
     
    “He's watching you now, is he?” Nate said trying to grab her elbow. She pulled away.
     
    “Please, Nate. You're going to ruin everything for me. Please. Just walk away.”
     
    Nate backed up. She heard him retreating back to the restaurant. Seconds later, she was joined by Elaine and Lacey.
     
    “There you are,” Elaine said. “Can we go out to a club?” She made a little dance move on the sidewalk.
     
    “No, baby, I don't think anyone would let you into any club, not in the state you're in. I'll go back to the apartment and stay over,” Lacey said.
     
    “Won't lover boy want you to report back?” Elaine asked.
     
    “I'll send him a text, he'll understand. Ali, it was so good to see you.”
     
    “I guess the next time will be at the wedding.” Ali still had a serious look on her face.
    “We can share a cab.” Lacey suggested.
    Elaine whistled through her fingers and a taxi pulled up.
    While the three of them sat in the back, Elaine rested her head on Lacey's shoulder.
    “I'll have to carry her upstairs,” Lacey said.
    Ali, who had remained quiet for the entirety of the journey, called out to the driver, “You can let me off here.”
     
    As she got out, Lacey took hold of Ali's hand.
                 
    “Ali, could you do me a favor?” she said.
     
    “Absolutely.”
     
    “Please don't mention anything you heard me say about Cole to Nate. He'll probably ask, but please don't say a word.”
     
    “I won't. I'm just still so shocked you two were dating and nobody knew.”
    “I'm sorry. I wasn't the one who wanted it to be a secret,” Lacey said. “Anyway, I'll see you in two weeks.”
    “See you in two weeks,” Ali smiled. “But Lacey, you sure about this? The wedding I mean. To me you don't seem like the old you. You were so happy at Holden-Taylor. I don't see that in your eyes anymore.”
     
    “Like I say. The stress of organizing a wedding. Wait until you see my dress. I'll be a different person when you see me next. Don't worry so much.”
     
    Ail waved goodbye and was out of sight when Lacey turned back to see about Elaine. She had slipped over on to her side and was still completely out.
     
    As they approached the apartment, Lacey felt for her keys. In her purse she picked up a small cardboard box. It was from the drugstore. As a double assurance that she would not get pregnant she had gotten some Plan B pills.
     
    Strange that Ali had picked up on the change in her. And Ali was right, she had changed. She had always been an honest person and now she was lying to Cole about wanting a baby, going back on the pill behind his back and then the Plan B pills, carrying them

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