Over 40 And Head Over Heels_BWWM, Over 40's, Billionaire Romance by Ellie Etienne & BWWM Club

Author:Ellie Etienne & BWWM Club [Etienne, Ellie & BWWM Club]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BWWM Club
Published: 2019-09-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

"What?"

"Well?"

Tamara frowned, holding her phone.

It was about ten. She'd slept for three hours and at least her headache was a lot better. If only everything else in her life could get sorted out just as easily, wouldn't that be nice.

"Are you serious?" she asked Dave.

Who had called her.

Yet again.

"I am. You do need to eat, don't you? Or are two bites of potato salad enough for the day for you?"

Her stomach growled as if in response.

"I don't need you to feed me."

"I don't think you do, but it would be nice."

Tamara frowned some more.

"You want us to have dinner now."

"We can talk about Meghan," said Dave, and Tamara's eyes narrowed, even if he couldn't see it.

"I will not discuss anything she's told me."

"Okay, so we don't have to talk about Meghan. We'll talk about you."

"What?"

"Why not? I want to know more about you."

"Because I'm your daughter's therapist? I'm pretty sure you ran a background check on me before you brought her to me!"

Dave had the nerve to laugh.

"I did. You're a very difficult woman, Tamara. All right, then, I want to have dinner with you because I like to finish what I start and we didn't get to have that meal together earlier."

Tamara was getting a little tired of the games.

"Dave, look..."

"Please."

Tamara stopped talking.

She didn't think Dave was very used to saying please. She rather imagined Dave was used to issuing orders and expecting that they would be carried out.

"Dinner, now?"

"I can pick you up in half an hour."

"Where?"

"Wherever you like, Tamara."

She had to smile. It must be nice to be able to say something like that with such confidence.

"All right," she decided suddenly. Why not? If she stayed home, she would probably boil an egg and have a tomato to go with it just because she needed to eat something. Then she would sit and brood about Terry, and her father, and Tricia. And her mother.

God, her mother.

She would have to deal with it the next day. She needed a break from it all.

Dave was offering one.

It was just dinner.

Why not?

"Half an hour?" asked Dave.

"Sure, I can be ready in half an hour. Nothing fancy, please. I don't want to get all dressed up. Something casual."

"I can do casual. Half an hour," said Dave, and hung up.

It took Tamara's brain about ten seconds to really catch up.

Oh God.

Oh shit.

She'd just said she would go out to dinner with Dave Wilson and Felicity was off on her vacation with her latest toy boy!

Oh no.

She'd been crazy enough to agree to meet him in half an hour!

She made a mad rush for her bedroom, yanked her closet open and looked at it.

Okay. Okay, so it was a warm summer night, so a nice cotton dress would be good enough, with a sweater over it because it could get a bit brisk. Shoes—something casual, low heels, no straps.

She picked out her outfit and closed the closet before she could change her mind and second-guess herself because she really didn't have time to change her mind.

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