Impossible Duet: A super steamy, opposites attract novella (Taking the Leap Book 8) by Barbra Campbell

Impossible Duet: A super steamy, opposites attract novella (Taking the Leap Book 8) by Barbra Campbell

Author:Barbra Campbell [Campbell, Barbra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Romantic Escapes Publishing
Published: 2020-02-28T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

Fiona

My hotel room was nice, but after what Ollie and I had done, I was kind of surprised he hadn’t invited me over. Surprised wasn’t really the right word. What I’d perceived as a slight had crawled under my skin and festered overnight.

I waited for Suzie outside of the café she suggested for lunch and I hoped to get insider info on Ollie. I was fully aware it would come at the price of providing enough details to satisfy her prying mind, but I wasn’t quite prepared for how she greeted me.

She barely got a hello out of her mouth before she said, “Fiona. You tamed the beast!”

“I what?”

She stepped closer and lowered her voice. “Are you glowing? There are going to be some broken hearts in the orchestra.”

“They don’t have anything to worry about. Let’s order.” Saying the words out loud hurt more than a fling should have.

“Wait. Explain.”

We gave our orders and took a seat before I continued. “We hooked up but then he said he didn’t want it to get weird except he instantly made it weird then he insisted we go home. Well, he went to his home and I went to my hotel.”

“Whoa.” She leaned in. “You did it in the theater? Where?”

“You’re focusing on the entirely wrong part. And we didn’t do it. But the dressing room if you must know.”

“Fiona, he doesn’t date anyone. If it seemed weird, it was probably just because he’s rusty.”

“He’s definitely not rusty,” I mumbled, apparently too loudly.

“Unbelievable. I always figured he’d be good in—”

“Suzie, stop. I didn’t think he was your type.”

“He’s not, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t let my mind wander. Honestly, it’s crazy. Not only are you getting to perform with him but you… did whatever you did with him.” She closed her eyes and I cringed at the idea of her trying to imagine what we’d done.

“Please stop conjuring images.”

She waved a hand, dismissing me. “I’m not a perv, I was just remembering when we sat in the eighth row at his concert and you almost passed out from being that close to him.”

“Fair enough. The good news is no one passed out.”

“What are the odds you could fill in at the last minute? If you’d been busy, none of this would have happened. You weren’t just the right tool for the job, you were perfect.”

A tool? I’d followed his lead. I’d fed the emotion as well as the notes. Was that how he’d seen me. Shit.

She’d said he didn’t date, but we weren’t dating and we were crawling all over each other. Maybe he didn’t need to date. My stomach sank.

Swooning over him from the eighth row and plenty of other times, he’d always been a sort of sex object to me. No matter how much I respected his playing ability, I’d felt more for him. The sad reality hit… I didn’t get swoony over every talented musician. He’d made a dream of mine, or two, come true. He didn’t owe me anything.



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