My Boyfriend and Other Enemies by Nikki Logan

Author:Nikki Logan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

‘Get dressed.’

The first thing Tash thought when she opened her cottage door to find Aiden leaning there, all concerned and gorgeous, was how darned edible he looked in a dinner suit. The second thing she thought was what had happened to all her self-control—and her dignity—that she couldn’t even last two seconds without feeling something she shouldn’t.

‘I’m sick, Aiden,’ she overcompensated.

‘You’re a terrible liar.’

‘I told you on the phone—’

‘Yeah, I know you did. That way you could hide the fact that you’re pink and healthy and the least sick person I’ve seen all week.’

‘So someone tells you they’re sick and your first reaction is to go to their house and give them grief?’

He held a translucent plastic bag high. It sagged with the weight of something inside. ‘No. My first reaction is to go to their house with chicken broth.’

Tash stared. He’d brought her soup.

A whole bunch more feelings she’d promised herself not to allow came rushing to the fore. She almost wished she were sick so that she could accept kindness from him. Instead of tossing it back in his face with her lies, which she had to do.

She crossed her arms.

‘Thank you, Aiden.’ He glared.

‘Oh, please. You just needed an excuse to check up on me.’

‘I needed you to feel better.’

Even he looked surprised at the word that slipped across his lips. Need. Tash forced her resolve to hold. ‘Uh-huh. And that’s why the first words from your mouth were “get dressed”?’

‘You opened the door looking so bloody gorgeous and not sick. That’s why I told you to get dressed. Which I notice you still aren’t doing.’

‘That’s because I’m not going with you to dinner.’

‘Why not? You gave me your word.’

Lying just sat so uncomfortably on her. She was sure it showed. ‘I don’t feel well. What if I’m viral? I’ll give it to everyone there.’

‘Instead of just me.’

‘Hey, you came knocking on my door, remember?’

‘You don’t sound much like a sick person, either.’

‘What do you want? A temperature reading?’ Nice one. Plant the idea. He was suspicious enough to pull out a thermometer, too.

His eyes narrowed and she could practically see the cogs turning in his sharp mind. ‘Okay, I’ll come in, then. A nice night in, behind closed doors. Just you and me.’

No. That was not an option. No matter how fantastic it sounded. Because if he came into her house there was no way soup would be the only thing steaming up the place. The arms wrapped around her torso tightened. The hug helped a little, even if it was her own. Her face must have spoken volumes.

‘What’s going on, Tash?’ He leaned on her doorframe. ‘I thought you were up for this.’

‘That’s a little direct, isn’t it?’ Even for him.

‘I’m talking about dinner.’

‘Oh. I just—’ Oh. ‘Why don’t you just go yourself?’ Away. As far from her as possible would be good.

‘I am going, of course. But I wasn’t expecting to be dateless.’

Was that his problem? A face-saving thing? ‘I’m sure you have any number of women on standby for occasions just like this one.

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