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That gives me pause. “Do you have a thing for Tucker Hastings?”
“No, of course not! I have a different type entirely.”
I’m somewhat mollified. “Have you ever hated someone so much you wanted to have sex with them? Like revenge fuck them and then ghost them?”
The idea is appealing when it comes to Tucker.
Not that he would be interested. But if he was…
“Sweetheart.” Fiona leans forward and squeezes my thigh. Her mouth is turning up into a smile. “You’re very, very scary sometimes.”
I grin back at her. “You have no idea.”
I think about Evan almost kissing me and how I felt the force of that look ripple all the way through my entire body.
“Oh, Lord. Go to bed, Fin. You have to get up early tomorrow.”
“Yes, Mom.” My phone buzzes.
It’s Evan.
Did you make it home ok?
Yes. You?
In the Uber. How do you take your coffee? I’ll bring you one tomorrow.
Black. Like my soul.
Liar. You want to save the world, remember?
Only Monday through Friday.
Then you’re free Saturday night.
I grin.
“Evan?” Fiona asks. “Or Tucker?”
I smack her leg with a throw pillow. “Yes, Evan. I think my first day at the office was a hit. I’ve got him bringing me coffee tomorrow instead of the other way around.”
Maybe the next few months are going to be more interesting than I thought.
CHAPTER 6
Christopher
WatchingEvan and Finley across the ballroom at the charity fundraiser for the historical society a week later, I feel a very strange mix of emotions.
One is easy to identify. Desire. They both look absolutely amazing. Evan is in a dark blue suit that fits impeccably. He is freshly shaven, his hair is perfectly styled, and his tie is one of my favorites. But what I like best is the smile on his face.
He is never this relaxed at these types of events. He’s always aware that he is trying to make a good impression and that he’s representing the firm. He constantly feels like everyone is judging him. Probably because they are. I have to admit that I find it adorable that he doesn’t realize how charming he really is.
But tonight his smile is much more relaxed and genuine than usual, and I know exactly why. The gorgeous brunette on his arm.
I will be the first to admit that I was nervous about Finley being his date.
She’s a wild card. There’s no other way to describe her.
