Truth-Or-Date.com. Nina Harrington
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Название: Truth-Or-Date.com
Автор: Nina Harrington
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Modern Tempted
isbn: 9781472039361
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‘I’ll be right here,’ he murmured behind her back. She turned back to look at him, as his fingers started flicking across the screen of his smart phone. The way his fingertips pressed the keys told her a lot more about his finesse and gentle touch than any online profile could.
Miles would be amazing in bed. She sighed as she turned away.
And it was only when she got inside the stall and had locked the door firmly behind her that her brain caught up with her hormones.
Miles had just called her Andy. And now he knew her real name!
She sat down, fully clothed, her elbows resting on her knees, chewing at her raggedy small fingernail, trying to come up with a cunning plan as to how to:
#Thank Miles for his understanding about Elise and pray that he had enough cash for the bill. Then thank him for the nice kiss. No—make that a very nice kiss.
#Sneak out of the coffee shop alone past the two gossips. Or maybe she should stride past with her head high? Nigel the suit was nothing compared to the gorgeousness of the man she had just left at the table.
#Come clean to Saffie. It had to be done. Elise’s online coffee date had kissed her within an hour of walking through the door. Which either made her extremely lucky or a total strumpet. And she did not do strumpet. Never had. Not even when she was at school. The boys from their rival high school did not call her frosty knickers without good reason.
#Try and ignore the fact that Miles was the most attractive man that she had met in a very long time and that she would be reliving every moment of the last hour for a long time to come.
She keyed in the list on her organiser, looked at it, then shut the gizmo down and stuffed it into her bag, ripped off a long strip of toilet tissue and blew her nose loudly.
One thing was for sure. She was not going to get anything done sitting here feeling sorry for herself. Time to get going.
Andy pushed herself to her wobbly legs, turned the door handle and hobbled over to the washbasins in her high-heeled boots to try and repair the damage before facing Miles again.
She took one look at the medium-height, medium-pretty woman with the medium-brown scraggy hair in the mirror and winced.
Why had she stayed long enough to let Miles kiss her?
Miles was a flirt. A professional, Greek-god-handsome, used-to-women-falling-at-his-feet flirt. He had higher qualifications in manly allure and an honorary degree from the university of flirting and female dazzling.
And she was not in a place where she could handle that. Any of it.
He was everything she’d thought he might be from his emails. And more.
She simply wasn’t up to flirting with a man like Miles and the truth was … she didn’t know whether she ever would be. Time to go home.
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