Tall Cool One by Zoey Dean

Tall Cool One by Zoey Dean

Author:Zoey Dean [Dean, Zoey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV039020, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780316041577
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2008-07-31T14:00:00+00:00


Watch It, Miss Piggy

Cammie didn’t feel like driving to the Santa Monica Pier—where Adam had asked her to meet him—since it would mean having to dodge the thousands of tourists that flocked to Ocean Avenue like seagulls to dead fish. So she called her father’s driver to take her and made certain she was a perfect twenty-five minutes late. Half an hour would be pushing it. Sooner than that . . . well, wasn’t she worth waiting for?

But now, as she walked onto the famous pier, her own heart was pounding. Oh, sure, she had acted all confident about Adam with Dee. But it wasn’t the way she really felt at all.

“Hey, Cammie!”

There he was. He trotted over to her, one perfect red rose in his hand.

“Thanks.”

Adam handed Cammie the rose. But as he did, an overweight tourist in a Green Bay Packers sweatshirt and golden polyester pants jostled Cammie as she walked by. A few bits of the cherry ice in her hand flew in Cammie’s direction.

“Sorry, sorry!” the woman called, but didn’t stop.

Cammie whirled on her. “Watch it, Miss Piggy!” she bellowed, then examined her top for any signs of cherry fallout. “That better not have landed on me.”

“Let’s put the bad twin back in her box, huh?” Adam gently asked. “She’s not the girl I fell for.”

Oh, God. Mean. But also honest. No one ever had the guts to be fully honest with Cammie.

“You’re right,” Cammie uttered. “Sorry.”

He put an arm around her. “Cool. Let’s get out of here.”

He gently urged her away from the pier, then down to the beachfront heading south. They walked in silence for a few minutes.

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise. What did you and Sam end up doing last night?”

“We went dancing.”

The corners of Adam’s mouth tugged upward. “How many guys did you drive insane? Or can’t you count that high?”

Instead of answering, Cammie gave him her most enigmatic look. Which quickly turned to surprise a few steps later when Adam turned up the path to the Au Mer hotel. “The Au Mer? This is where my father puts up his new clients. And then takes them to the bar when it’s time to dump them.”

“Forget that. We’re not going to the bar.”

Adam used his key card to open the ocean-side door, and then led Cammie through the tasteful lobby to the elevators.

“You got us a room?” Cammie asked, hope bubbling up inside her.

“You could say that.”

They took the elevator to the seventh floor, where Adam led the way to suite 705. And opened it.

Cammie’s quick intake of breath was audible. Adam had strewn the entire suite with white rose petals. She drifted toward the bedroom; a bottle of champagne was nestled in an ice bucket next to the king-size bed, with two crystal flutes nearby. The suite itself was alight with votive candles. On the nightstand, there was a large floral-shaped one; next to it, a purple bottle of massage oil.

He had done all this for her, planned and paid and primped and .



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