The Billionaire's BBW Secret (10 page)

But she needed a place to stay, at
least for the night, so she finally said, “All right.  I'll be there in half
and hour.  Maybe a little longer.”  It was rush hour, after all.

In the end, it took her nearly an
hour to get to Bran's place, an hour of being stuffed in a dirty subway train
with far too many people.  She was hungry and despondent by the time she made
it there.

At least she had the key card.  At
least the door guard recognized her now and didn't question her when she made
her way into the opulent, expansive lobby.  This place was so different to
her.  Like another world.

She swiped Bran's card and stepped
into the elevator, her heart a nervous flutter, her mind a confused mess of
thoughts.

He was standing right there when
the smooth golden doors slid open, and big smile was on his face.

For a moment, Denny felt slightly
irritated.  She'd just told him that her ceiling collapsed, and she'd lost
everything she owned, and he was smiling.

But that irritation quickly
vanished when he stepped forward and gathered her in a hug.  “I'm sorry about
your apartment,” he said as they both stood in the elevator.  “But it's a good
thing, I swear to you.”

“How can it be good?” Denny mumbled
back.

“You'll see.”  Without breaking his
hug, he snaked a hand out and swiped a card in the elevator's slot.  The doors
slid shut, and it began to move.

Where were they going?  Denny had
no idea.

Just a few floors down, the bell
dinged quietly and the elevator opened once more.

“Where are we?” Denny asked,
looking at Bran for answers.

“You'll see,” he grinned.  This
floor was not all one apartment, so it opened up into a richly decorated hall. 
The carpet was plush and brand new, and underneath was the same ebony wood that
decorated Bran's floors.  There were delicate gold and crystal sconces on the
wall, giving the place a warm illumination.  In other words, this place was
nothing like her old apartment.  It was so much better, and she longed to move
here, but she knew she couldn't afford it.

Bran guided her down that beautiful
hallways, and touched her back, stopping her in front of one of the heavy ebony
wood doors.  He slid the card again, and the door clicked open.

“Here,” he said, pushing her
inside.

“What is this?  Where are we?”

“Well,” Bran said as he flicked on
the lights.  Denny nearly gasped at what she saw.  The place was a smaller
version of Bran's own penthouse suite, with the same modern, angular design and
the same earthy tones.  “I know you weren't staying in the best place, so I had
this arranged for you.”

“Arranged for me?” Denny said
dumbly, scarcely comprehending what was happening.

“I meant it to be a Christmas
present, but it seems you need it now.  Merry Christmas, my dear.”

Denny blinked.  This wasn't
happening.  This kind of stuff never happened to her.

Not before Bran came into her life,
at least.

“Really?” she asked.

“Definitely.”

She blinked again, and looked
around the apartment.  “It's all-”

“All yours.  I have more than
enough money.  I just want to see those close to me as well taken care of as I
am.”

She couldn't help herself.  Tears
now began to flood her eyes as every worry ad bit of stress flowed out of her. 
While she liked her independence, she also liked knowing that Bran could catch
her if she did fall, now.

“Thank you,” she said quietly, and
Bran only smiled and took her by the arm.

“Let's have a look at your new
place, and maybe break in the bed.”

They both laughed.

Denny had a feeling that the upcoming
new year would be a very good one indeed.

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