Page 53 of The Situation
I take a deep breath. “Fine. I’m not giving you a ton of details because you are my intern, and we do need to keep this professional.”
“I get it. But also, you do realize that if I weren’t your intern, we’d totally be hanging out, right?”
“Tally, I could be your mother.”
“The coolest mother ever.” She points at me. “Don’t get sidetracked. Spill it.”
“Fine.” A bubble of excitement stirs in my stomach. “Yes, I did see Tate on Friday.”
She fist-pumps the air.
“I went down to the restaurant for dinner, and he happened to be there waiting for me.”
“Seriously?”
“With a rose,” I say, grinning.
She dances in her seat.
“And he’d made reservations for us.”
“A man with a plan. We love it.”
Yes, we do. “And we might’ve gone back to his room after.”
“Aurora, you little minx!”
My face turns red. “And that’s all you’re getting.”
“That wasn’t all he was getting, it seems.”
“Stop it.” I laugh. “Seriously. I’ve overshared as it is.”
She scoots to the edge of the chair. “I have one question, and then I’ll let it go.”
I stare at her.
“Did you at least give him your real name?” she asks.
I shake my head. “A part of me feels guilty for lying to him about it. But when it comes down to it, I’m glad I didn’t.”
“You can’t get an encore if he doesn’t know who you are!”
“Exactly.”
She holds her head in her hands like her mind is blown.
I could explain it to her. I could tell her that I can’t get in too deep with the first man I meet after my divorce. And I certainly can’t let myself fall for a man who’s probably cool with never seeing me again.
He got what he wanted. I did, too. And what happened in Ohio needs to stay there.
“Okay,” I say, organizing papers in front of me. “We have a meeting in about half an hour. I have no idea who’s going to be there or what they’re going to say. I just need us to be as prepared as we can be for whatever comes our way. Charlie is counting on us, and I gave him my word.”
The playfulness of a few moments ago is gone, and Tally’s in work mode.
“In that case, I need to run to my desk and make sure I’m organized,” she says, getting to her feet.
“Great.”
