Page 63 of The One That I Want

‘Well, yes, that’s part of it. Though, I’ll need to tread lightly there. No onewantsto hear their boyfriend is seeing at least three other women behind their back – even if they suspect it.’

‘Three?’

‘Yep. It took Marie less than twenty-four hours to unearth the first two and then she discovered a third.’

He frowns intensely, and a vein pulses along his jawline.

‘Evie still intends to break up with him, right?’

‘That’s what tonight’s about. Supporting Evie to make the best decision for her romantic future. Short of that, you and Ravi can go over to his place and rough him up. How does that sound?’

‘You’re teasing me.’

‘Just a little. But it’s sweet how much you care about Evie.’

‘Yes, well, that’s my job, as her older cousin.’

I scootch closer to Tristan and press my mouth to his. ‘You’re a good cousin, to both of them. And the not-for-profit is going to be amazing.’

He smiles, his expression softening. ‘I really am so proud of them. And you’re right, I think this venture will be quite something.’ He stares off, his mind obviously having wandered. He blinks a couple of times and smiles at me again, then leans in for another kiss.

‘Are you finished with work for the day?’ he asks, his mouth mere inches from mine.

I nod. ‘Yep. My brain is fried.’

‘And how about your body?’ he asks, raising his eyebrows at me. He reaches for me, his hand grasping my bum, and pulls me even closer. I feel the hardness of his erection against my hip.

‘My body isveryinterested in what you have in mind, Mr Fellows.’

He chuckles as his lips graze my neck. ‘Is that so, Ms Dean?’

I murmur, ‘Uh-huh,’ and my utterance transforms into a sigh of pleasure as Tristan begins to work his magic.

17

GRETA

‘Hi, babes. I’m just on my way out the?—’

‘Can I come over?’ I ask, talking over Tiggy.

‘—door,’ she finishes. ‘Oh, you mean now?’

‘Yes, now. I need to debrief –desperately.’

‘I can’t – I’ve got a client meeting.’

‘On a Saturday afternoon?’

‘The life of the freelancer.’

‘Right.’

‘I’m guessing this is a dating debrief?’ she asks.

‘Yes. I just spent the better part of two hours with Ollie – you know, the naturist. We have very little in common, so definitely not a match, which I expected, but he is a lovely,lovelyperson, Tiggy. There’s no way I can write about him inNouveau Life, even if I change his name. I mean, how many full-time vets and part-time naturists doyouknow from East Horsley?’

Tiggy’s quiet for a moment, which is probably because I’ve been rabbiting on and she’s waiting for me to take a breath.

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