“Where am I going to get that type of money?” He smirks. “This is why I have a rich brother.”


    I scratch my head as I run through my schedule in my mind. “I have two covers to shoot over the


    next three weeks, then we can go.”


    He smiles and winks cheekily as he throws a chip into his mouth. “We are going to have fun,


    man.”


    I retrieve my wallet and slide one of my credit cards across the table to him. “You book it.” IContent is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    sigh. “Surprise me.”


    He takes the card and smiles like the cat that got the cream. “How long do you want to go for?”


    “Just buy one way tickets. I need to get out of here and stay out.”


    “Yes.” Heughs and drains his beer. “Now we’re talking.”


    “I’m going to head off.” I stand and throw some money onto the table for our dinner.


    “What are your ns for the weekend?” he asks.


    I shrug as I yawn. “Nothing much. Working.”


    “You want to go out tomorrow night?”


    “Maybe. I will call you tomorrow.” I walk through the noisy pub toward the door. The music has


    just started ying and the crowd noise has just increased another notch.


    “Star!” I hear a man yell.


    I turn and see Mark White. Oh, God, shit. I can’t be rude, so I walk over to the table. He’s


    sitting with arge group of people I have seen in his office and my eyes immediately scan everyone


    to find her.


    She’s not here.


    Fuck.


    “Hello.” I smile.


    “How are you?” he yells. “Come join us.”


    I nce up just as Emmaline is returning from the bar with her drink. She sees me and stops


    dead in her tracks.


    It’s there again-that chemistry that I cannot deny.


    My  eyes  stay  fixed  on  her.  She’s  wearing  tight  blue  jeans  and  a  crisp  white  shirt.  Her  thick


    honey hair is down and loose over her shoulders. She smiles, and when she does everyone else in the


    room disappears while she holds my gaze and returns to her seat.


    “Will you?” asks Mark.


    Huh? My fall back to the annoying imbecile in front of me: her boyfriend. How the fuck did he


    get her? I didn’t hear what he said. “I’m just on my way out.” My eyes find her again and she smiles


    in acknowledgement. I nod in return.


    Fuck, she’s hot.


    Stop it.


    “Goodbye. Nice to see you all.” I give them a wave and push past the table in a rush. Fucking


    hell, why did I have to run into them here? I push the heavy doors open to find it’s raining.


    Shit.


    I go back and stand next to the door in the darkness against the wall, deciding to wait until the


    worst of the storm passes.


    The front doors open in a rush and I see her running out onto the curb, looking up the street one


    way and then down the other. Her eyes search the darkness and I know she’s looking for me.


    She blows out a frustrated breath and puts her hands on top of her head. “Shit,” she groans.


    She turns to go back inside and spots me up against the wall and stops.


    I smirk. “Looking for something?”


    She smiles. “You, actually.”


    The electricity crackles between us. I’ve never felt an attraction like this before. It’s unsettling.


    I raise a brow. “Oh, yeah? Why?”


    She  swallows  and  frowns  as  she  gathers  her  thoughts  and  steps  towards  me.  “I  just…”  She


    hesitates.


    I hold my breath as I wait for her.


    “You didn’t…?” she whispers nervously.


    “I didn’t what?” I breathe.


    She rings her hands in front of her nervously. “You didn’t call me.”


    “You noticed?”


    She nods as her eyes search mine.


    Please don’t look at me like that.


    “I didn’t have a customer rtion emergency,” I reply.


    Her face falls. “Oh.” She bites her bottom lip as she thinks. “I thought that was code for you


    wanting my phone number.”


    “It was,” I breathe before I can stop myself.


    Shut up and go home, I remind myself.


    End this now.


    “I have to apologize.”


    She frowns. “What for?”