Bad Boy Billionaires 3 : The Vegas Shark(63)

Treston shrugged. "I should have known he'd back out. I should have seen it coming. It's my own fault and I have no one to blame but myself. He said my past didn't bother him and I believed him. Now, that's rich."

A nurse entered and told Treston he had to get dressed. "Looks like you're going home and we need the room." Either she didn't recognize Chad with a beard, or she wasn't star struck. 

Chad smiled and picked up the felt sunflower. As he crossed to leave so Treston could dress in private, he said, "I'll be out in the waiting room. My car is outside."

"I was going to call Lyon or Chickey," Treston said.

"I already did. I told them you were fine and I would take care of you."

Treston looked him in the eye. "I'm curious. Why were you even driving near the club today?"

Chad looked down at his shoes and shrugged. "I wanted to see if you'd really go through with it. I wasn't going to do anything. I just wanted to watch from a distance."

"So you wound up slamming into me instead," Treston said.

"You can't blame me for that," Chad said. "How could we have known you'd barrel out of the parking lot without looking?"

"I know," Treston said. "I just can't believe you did it."

Chad shrugged again. "I'll wait outside for you."

When Treston was dressed, he signed a few more forms and a nurse wheeled him out to the waiting room where he found Chad signing autographs. Treston thanked the nurse and stood up on his own. He felt sore and still a little shaky, but he knew he could walk on his own now.

The instant Chad saw him get up he stopped signing autographs and jogged over to help him to the door with the silly felt flower in his hands. He grabbed Treston's elbow and said, "Are you sure you're okay to walk? Maybe you should put your arm around me and lean on me."

"I'm fine," Treston said. "I don't have a home, I don't have a job, and I don't have a future anymore. But I can still walk on my own."

The same driver who had slammed into the van was standing next to the back door of another limo Chad owned. He asked Treston if he was okay and apologized for the accident. Treston thanked him and told him he was fine, and said he took full responsibility for the accident because he hadn't been looking when he'd pulled out.

After that, they drove back to Chad's house without saying a word. When the car pulled up to the front entrance, Chad didn't wait for the driver to get out. He jumped out first, ran around the back of the car, and opened Treston's door. Then he reached for Treston's arm and guided him up the front steps and into the main hall.

The older man in the white jacket with the expressionless face was waiting for them at the door. Chad set his palm on the small of Treston's back and said, "Is the room ready?"

The older man nodded and said, "Everything's ready."

Chad gave Treston a gentle push toward the grand staircase and said, "I put you in the guest room that overlooks the pool. It has the nicest view. And it's as far away from my room as you can get."

Treston smirked and said, "I see. That way you can bring in as many guys as you want and I won't disturb you. But don't worry. I won't be here longer than one night. I'll be out of here tomorrow morning. I'm getting out of this town for good."

Chad stopped in the middle of the stairs. He sent the older man a look and said, "That will be all. I'd like some privacy now." When the old man disappeared, he turned to Treston and said, "For your information, I put you in that room because I didn't think you'd want to be in my room. I didn't want to assume anything. I know how you feel about guys like me and I figured the last thing you'd want to do was sleep in my bed tonight after what you've been through."

Treston noticed a hint of anger in his tone. "You were right. The last thing I would even consider is sleeping with you tonight, or ever again, for that matter."




 

 

Chad's face turned red. He climbed three more stairs and stopped at the landing. He sent Treston a backward glance, threw the felt sunflower music box against the wall, and said, "The one thing I don't get is you seem to enjoy taking all kinds of shit from assholes like the creepy park ranger, yet the one man who says he loves you and doesn't give a good fuck about your past is the one man you push away. I'll be the first to admit I can be a fucking asshole. I know I'm not perfect, buddy. But neither are you. And it doesn't stop me from loving you. I have never judged you once. And that's a lot more than you can say about any of the other guys you've been with. But most of all, I'm still here. I didn't take your money and leave you stranded and I didn't run away on my wedding day like a coward."