Page 27 of About Last Night
Gathering all the notes together, she placed them one above the other in the order they’d been sent and scanned down the first letter of each word.
SORRY
It felt as though something tight and hard had finally broken inside her, coating her insides with a delicious warmth.
Okay, so he was capable of apologising properly and he certainly didn’t do things by halves, but the man was so presumptuous telling her to be ready to go out at eight o’clock when he had no idea whether she was busy tonight or even prepared to give him her answer yet.
She couldn’t stop a wide grin from breaking across her face.
She really liked that about him. She liked it a lot.
Quite possibly more than she should.
Tristan smoothed down his hair one more time before pressing the buzzer to Tallulah’s apartment.
He hoped the deliveries he’d sent over had softened her up a little – at least enough to give him an opportunity to talk her round.
After all his years of heading up a business, he couldn’t believe he’d propelled the radio station into such turmoil after he’d only been responsible for it for one day. He’d never made such an ill thought-out, emotionally driven mistake in his life and it was all down to the woman who lurked behind this door.
He seemed to have found his nemesis.
He’d been thinking about her all day, wondering what her reactions had been to each present and feeling a strange disappointment that he hadn’t been there to witness her delight – or disdain – as each one arrived.
He hadn’t wanted to admit it to himself earlier, but he was actually looking forward to taking her out to dinner this evening and having the opportunity to get to know her a little better.
Not that he was expecting any kind of serious relationship to develop here – he wasn’t ready for that so soon after the fallout of the last one – but he wouldn’t say no to another night in the sack with her.
Would she even entertain the notion?
He had absolutely no clue.
The woman was a total conundrum, so much so, he had no idea what to expect when Lu opened the door to him this time – assuming that shedidof course. Maybe she’d have deliberately gone out to make a point.
At least the things he’d sent over seemed to have been taken in and hadn’t been left in a rejected heap by her front door.
He waited, nerves thrumming, for a few more seconds before reaching for the buzzer again. He didn’t want to seem too eager.Based on his previous experience with her, he needed to keep his cool if he was in with a chance of resolving this quickly and successfully.
Just as he gave in to his impatience and moved to push the buzzer again the door swung open to reveal Tallulah in all her glory.
And she really did look glorious. She was wearing a knee-length black dress that hugged her voluptuous curves. The neckline was low, but not too revealing, giving a tantalising glimpse of those magnificent breasts and her hair was swept back into some sort of elegant knot at the back of her head. She looked business-like but classy. And very sexy.
‘You look lovely,’ he said, experiencing a swell of satisfaction as he clocked her answering smile.
‘You weren’t expecting to find me dressed for dinner?’ She looked back at him from under her eyelashes with mischief in her expression.
He battled to ignore an extra hard pulse of sexual heat as he recognised it as the same look she’d given him the other night in his hotel room.
‘To be honest, you’re a bit of an unknown entity at the moment,’ he said with a grin.
She chuckled. ‘Actually, I did consider going out in my band T-shirt, sweats and heeled slippers – which I love by the way – but I thought it might seem rather petty.’
He nodded; pleased she’d acknowledged the slippers and seemed to have appreciated the gesture. He’d worried that that particular present could have gone down very badly, considering how touchy she seemed to be about her height. Luckily humour appeared to have won out. ‘So, you went for pretty over petty.’
Colour flushed across her cheeks at his blatant flattery.
‘You’re full of compliments today, aren’t you?’ she purred, thetone of her voice implying she knew his game and wasn’t falling for it that easily.
‘Just trying to claw back some goodwill,’ he said, leaning in closer to her.
