The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 85

Serena wasn't too happy about Paisley's late return, making her displeasure crystal clear.

It took Paisley ages to calm her down, including an impromptu performance as the "evil witch" before Serena finally agreed to go to sleep.

Maria, exhausted from the long day, crashed soon after Serena did.

Finally having a moment to herself, Paisley started going through Lucy's work messages. She'd just gotten out of the shower and was ready to call it a night when the doorbell rang.

Paisley glanced at the time—past ten-thirty at night. 'Who in their right mind would be dropping by at this hour?' she thought.

Making her way to the door, Paisley checked the video display. To her surprise, it was Dominick standing there. "Seriously? What's this jerk doing here at this hour?" she muttered under her breath, not bothering to answer the door.

Dominick seemed dead certain she was watching through the door, so he planted his face right in front of the video doorbell. "Paisley, let me in."

Paisley stared at the stupidly handsome face filling up her screen and let out a resigned sigh. She had no clue what his deal was, but Serena and Maria had just crashed for the night, and she didn't want to wake them. Reluctantly, she buzzed Dominick in.

The moment Paisley opened the door, his tall frame practically collapsed on her. "Are you drunk?" She caught him instinctively.

Dominick leaned heavily against her, his usually sharp, intense eyes now completely unfocused. He just stared at her with this lost expression. "Paisley...don't teach him equestrian."

It took Paisley a moment to realize Dominick was talking about Nathaniel. She hadn't planned on taking Nathaniel as her student, but hearing it from Dominick just made her want to argue. "That's my business, not yours.

"You should head home. You're drunk," Paisley added, trying to usher him out.

These days, Paisley never left town without packing an assortment of pills in her bag—just in case.

"You can leave now," Paisley said coldly, dismissing him for the second time.

Dominick stayed put on the couch, suddenly giving her that puppy-dog look, his eyes getting slightly red at the corners. The air of vulnerability around him was even stronger than before.

'Such a player,' Paisley thought, and once the idea popped into her head, she couldn't shake it off.

"Why do you keep pushing me away, Paisley?" Dominick's eyes were intense, glistening with what looked suspiciously like tears.

Paisley froze, completely thrown off guard. 'Is this man...actually pulling the puppy dog eyes on me? Seriously?' she thought.