Dirty Past by Emma Hart

Author:Emma Hart [Hart, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Music, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781501104770
Amazon: B00MZAS03W
Barnesnoble: B00MZAS03W
Goodreads: 23434265
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2015-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

Ella

“Are you insane? I can’t go for dinner with Tate!”

Sofie runs her teeth over her bottom lip. “You kind of have to. The table is booked. I just kinda . . . beat him to this information.”

“What!” I stare at her. What? “No. I’m not doing it. I’m not going out with him.”

I walk into the small kitchen area and turn on the coffee machine. I don’t even want coffee. I just want something to distract me.

Dinner with Tate Burke? Like a date dinner? Or even just dinner dinner?

No. No. No. No.

“Okay, in my defense, I spoke to him two hours ago and I thought he’d already asked you,” she sighs. “But, Ella, it’s just dinner. Maybe he wants to talk . . . business.”

“Oh, you know that is not true!” I raise my eyebrows and point at her. “He cannot be alone with me without invading my personal space and his tongue getting all up and personal with mine!”

Sofie pauses, then hides a giggle behind her hand. “In private. In public he might be a little more . . . reserved.”

“Really?” I grip the side of the counter and look at her. “Tate Burke? Reserved? How do those words even fit together in a sentence?”

“This is true.” She chews on her thumbnail. “Well, okay, but it’s less likely, right?”

I stare at her some more.

“Okay,” she finally gives in and drops onto the sofa. “So what are you goin’ to tell him?”

“Wait, what?” I drop the coffee beans all over the floor. “I’m not telling him anything. Technically he didn’t ask me anything.” I sniff and bend down to gather them.

She folds her arms across her chest. “What’s really the issue, Ella? I can see you holdin’ somethin’ back.”

I sigh. “I just . . . I don’t want to do a date thing. I don’t want to go to dinner and have it appear to be something it isn’t.” At her raised eyebrows, another sigh escapes me. “I don’t want dinner with him, okay? He made some very . . . clear . . . promises last night, some I’m not particularly ready for, and I think avoiding him is the best way to avoid the fulfillment of those.”

“Well it ain’t gonna take a genius to figure them out,” she drawls, and I blush. “But you’re his assistant. You can’t avoid him.”

“I can avoid him for anything other than work.”

“Really?” Sofie looks at me with utter disbelief. “Good luck with that.”

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