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“Please, you think that’ll work on me,” Emma asked. “I know you, Tristan, better than you think. You’re lying to me.”

I groaned. “Do you want anything to drink?”

“I’d like some answers,” she shot back. “And while you’re supplying them, you can grab me a drink, sure.”

“Why do you care?” I demanded. “You barely knew Molly.”

“No, but I liked her,” she replied. “And I happened to think, even back then, that she was a perfect match for you.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t you want to go swim or something?”

“The whole resort is buzzing by the way.”

“People like to gossip.”

“Especially about their hot young boss,” Emma smiled sweetly. “Who apparently drove off a woman that everyone loves.”

“She chose to quit,” I said. “I never asked her to leave.”

“Uh-huh,” she said, fixing me with a curious expression.

“What?” I demanded, growing impatient.

“Would you like to tell me why she quit?”

“Obviously, it wasn’t working out between us,” I said, with a shrug. “And she couldn’t very well continue working for me after we broke up.”

“And you just let her go?”

“I told you,” I said. “She was just a temporary distraction.”

“You are an asshole,” Emma said pleasantly. “And a liar.”

“Why would I lie?” I asked calmly.

“Because you’re a coward,” she said simply. “You’re scared of how you feel about Molly, and instead of owning up to it, you’re running from your feelings.”

“Fuck,” I said, running my hand through my hair. “Who do you think you are? My shrink?”

She gave me a wide smile. “I’m starting my doctorate next year,” she said. “Psychology.”

“Fuck,” I repeated.

This time, Emma didn’t smile. Instead, she stood up and walked over to me in a manner that was so pronounced that it was decidedly intimidating. “Apparently, the rumor running around the resort is that Molly stormed into your office because she found out something.”

I shook my head in disbelief. “I’d really like to know who’s behind these salacious rumors.”

Emma rolled her eyes at me. “Is it true?” she demanded.

“She was mad about something,” I admitted at last. “Yes.”

“Which was what exactly?”

“She wanted me to give her a commitment,” I said, skirting around the real reason she had stormed into my office. “And, I wasn’t prepared to make her any promises.”

“Because you’re a coward,” Emma nodded.

“No,” I said defensively. “Because it’s what’s best for her.”

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