Page 27 of Fighting the Pull


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She entered.

I was going to follow her, but Hale circled me and cut me off.

“Hang on!” I snapped.

Fliss leaned to the side so I could see her around Hale’s body and gave me a finger wave. “Ta ta.”

The elevator doors closed.

I tipped my head back to glower at Hale.

“You have a bad habit of standing in my way,” I noted irritably.

“Elsa Cohen, YouTube personality, can take a break. It’s you and me now, babe.”

“There isn’t a you and me, Hale. There’s you, granting an interview to me, and me leaving after said interview was granted. Which is now.”

“It isn’t my place to talk ill of your family, I haven’t met them, but Fliss didn’t paint them in the greatest light. And like I said, I have nothing on, and she made it sound like you could use someone taking your back. I’m happy to be that person.”

“We’re not friends, Hale. And she had no business sharing any of that with you. In fact, I need to apologize for her behavior. It was incredibly unprofessional.”

“She was being real.”

“She doesn’t get to be real withmypersonal life.”

His brows rose. “You just sat on my couch and asked me dozens of questions aboutmypersonal life that you’re going to share with millions of people,” he reminded me.

Tou-fucking-ché.

I didn’t think I’d ever ground my teeth in my life, which was saying something, considering my mother (and brother, and sister).

But I was grinding them right then.

“It’s just dinner,” he pointed out. “Tell me she’s not right and you don’t want to see the looks on their faces when we show and you tell them we’re seeing each other, and on account of my situation, not to mention yours, we’ve been keeping it quiet.”

“You just told the world you’re never going to get married.”

“I didn’t say I’d come as your fake fiancé, just boyfriend.”

“My mother only does fiancés or better,” I lied.

Though that would be her preference, she’d take anything to prove I was cowing to her demands in a way that would bring her closer to grandchildren whose heads she could fill with crap.

And she’d definitely take Hale.

“Well then, it’s good the interview will airafterI spend a couple of hours pretending you’re the love of my life,” Hale returned.

There went my breath.Poof!Gone.

He watched me carefully before he asked, “Do you ever have any fun?”

I tried to remember the last time I had any fun.

As I was still trying to do that, Hale bit off, “Jesus. I’m picking you up tonight. We’re doing this. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“You’re not good at taking no for an answer, are you?’ I sniped.

“Who is?” he asked.

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