Her Leading Hero by Maggie Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen [Dallen, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-10-06T15:12:45+00:00

Chapter 9

Tamara critically eyed her reflection in the floor-length mirror for the tenth time as Marc paced the length of her bedroom. “Are you sure you didn’t like the black one better?”

Gregory had been in DC all week for business, and though they had texted and talked on the phone every day in the week he’d been gone, she was anxious to see him again. She turned to check out her profile. She wanted to look good. This party had started out as a business date—she’d be his plus one just to gain entry. But now that they’d slept together, was this a real date? She sucked in a deep breath to quell an entirely different set of butterflies in her stomach.

The idea of facing this crowd was still enough to make her want to bolt, but the thought of having her first real date made her want to squeal with excitement. Whether this was a business outing or a real date—or maybe both—either way she wanted to make him proud when she showed up on his arm.

Plus, she needed the confidence boost. If she was going to walk straight into the lion’s den, she sure as hell needed to look her best.

“You look hot in red,” Marc said matter-of-factly. “Now let’s get back to this dick of an ex.” He plopped down on her bed and leveled her with a glare. “I cannot believe it took you six years to tell me that you have been living a double life.”

She let out a snort of amusement. “Not a double life, Marc. I just didn’t tell you everything about my past.”

“You told me nothing!” The dreaded Billy conversation had come up again and again over the past few days. Marc dug for details, and Tamara found to her surprise that she didn’t mind. The more she talked about that period of her life, the easier it was to put it behind her. Marc, however, was hung up on the fact that she’d waited so long to tell him. Now that his initial pity had faded, he’d been giving her hell over that.

His arms were crossed, and he was giving her a pout that she knew well. It was the same one he gave her when she watched America’s Next Top Model without him. It meant he was pissed but not hurt. Thank God. She wouldn’t have been able to take it if her silence had cost her his friendship.

“I told you I was a ballerina when I was young,” she offered.

He rolled his eyes. “Yes, but not that you were this close to going pro. Oh yeah, and that your psycho ex went all Gaslight on your ass and nearly drove you insane.”

She gave him an appreciative smile. “Nice reference.”

He doffed an imaginary hat before going back on his rampage. “If you’d told me, I could have done something.”

“Like what?” she picked up her makeup brush and added one more sweep of blush for good measure.

He hesitated for one second before saying, “I could have beaten him up for you.

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