The Trouble With Love: A Sex, Love & Stiletto Novel by Lauren Layne

Author:Lauren Layne [Layne, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2015-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Emma had known this day would be coming. From the second she’d gotten that email from Cassidy with his bullshit “Twelve Days of Exes” story assignment, she’d known that he’d chosen her to write the story because he wanted to open up this can of worms.

But that wasn’t the weird part. The weird part was that Emma wanted to do this. Sure, her palms were clammy, and she’d had a glob of dread lodged in her chest for the past two and a half weeks, but deep down, she knew that they needed this.

In normal circumstances, they both probably could have handled the unfinished business. Could have gotten through their lives with a bit of extra baggage to lug about.

But it was no longer just about them. Emma had no intention of leaving her job at Stiletto anytime soon, and Cassidy seemed in his element at Oxford, which meant that they’d be working in close proximity for the foreseeable future.

But more important, they had shared friends. Ignoring each other in the office was no big deal—it had actually become a game of sorts.

But they were both in Julie and Mitchell’s wedding, for God’s sake.

It was only a matter of time before the tension between them erupted and their friends were forced to choose sides.

Time to bury the hatchet.

Emma took a deep breath and reapplied her lipstick. She could do this. They could do this. They were both calm, rational adults. In fact, between the two of them, they were calm nearly to a fault. Except, of course, for that one explosive fight.

She took a step back and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes looked a little too big, but that happened sometimes.

The clothes were fine. When she’d told the girls that tonight would be her and Cassidy’s “talk,” there’d been much discussion about outfit.

Riley had voted for a short red “booby” dress, because “men couldn’t get too mean with a boner.”

Grace had suggested something pink and feminine to “remind him to be a gentleman.”

Good old Julie had asked if Emma still had her wedding dress, “just for impact.”

The answer to that was a big no. She’d donated the designer ballroom gown to a charity that auctioned off gowns and dedicated the proceeds to victims of sex trafficking.

In the end, Emma had gone with what she felt most comfortable in. For some women, that was yoga pants and a tank top, but Emma liked having a bit more…armor. For Emma, comfort meant feeling invulnerable.

So she was wearing tailored cream-colored slacks, a black silk blouse, and pointy-toed leopard print shoes.

Using both hands she gathered her hair back and pulled it into a smooth pony at the nape of her neck.

There.

Polished, cool, and a little bit badass.

It was the safest way she could think of to go toe-to-toe with Cassidy.

Speaking of which…she glanced at the clock.

Any minute now.

Cassidy knocked, right on time. He hadn’t always been so punctual. When they were in college, she’d forever been getting be there in 5 texts, which she’d eventually learned meant Be there within the hour.

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