Evangeline Andrews doesn’t want him, but she needs him. Julian Harte doesn’t need anyone, but he wants her.
Eva has been passed over her whole life. A happy home, men, fashion sense…it all eludes her. She’s run away from New Jersey to find sanctuary in Dublin. But the office bitch, a nymphomaniac best friend and the nice-guy-she’s-just-not-sure-about all threaten to complicate things.
The company social event of the year is looming. Everyone who’s anyone in the office will be at the masquerade ball. Eva has been invited, well, instructed to attend by her mysterious boss - or else. But she can’t go alone.
Enter Julian Harte, a sexy escort with a fascination for games. Eva is about to learn the rules are complicated and Julian doesn’t do losing.
Will Eva’s thick skin be enough to protect her when all the masks come down? Or will she discover she’s not the only one wearing more than one mask?
Let the games begin.
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Eva’s struggled to breathe. She was getting dizzy from her eyes darting around the office frantically, and the inside of her lip couldn’t handle much more chewing.
Julian: A little shy, are we?’-
Her fingers hovered over her keyboard. She wanted to reply; she just didn’t know what to say, or who she was saying it to.
Julian: Would you like my help?’-
Eva135: Do you always ask so many questions?’-
Julian: Do you?’-
Eva135: I’ve only asked one.’-
Julian: Is there more you would like to ask?’-
Eva pushed her chair back from her desk and tapped her pen on her knee. Well of course, she had questions. She had loads. Did this guy just wait around all day for women to click on his website? Who was he? How the hell does someone become an escort? Why the hell does someone become an escort?
Eva135: Ok. What’s your name?’-
Julian: Julian, I thought that was obvious.’-
Evangeline’s cheeks flushed. Even cyber conversation made her look stupid.
Eva135: How old are you?’-
Julian: Don’t be greedy, Evangeline. You’ve had your question. It’s my turn. Why do you want an escort?’-
Eva135: How do you know my name?’-
Julian: Again, Evangeline, if you would like an answer to your question you must answer mine first.’-
Eva stood up. Did he seriously expect an answer? She paced the floor dramatically and was only drawn back to her screen by the subtle tone of a new message.
Julian: Are you still there?’-
Julian: Good. I thought you had run away. Are you going to answer my question?’-
Eva135: I just answered one of your questions. It’s my turn again. Aren’t those the rules?’-
Julian: Feisty. I like that. And you understand rules. I like that even more. Okay, Evangeline let’s play by some rules.’-
Eva135: How do you know my name?’-
Julian: Your user name, it’s not hard to work out. Really, Evangeline. I find it hard to believe you don’t have a better question than that. I like you so I’m going to let you take another turn.’-
Eva135: Isn’t that against the rules?’-
Julian: My game, my rules. You’ve just used another question. It’s my turn.-‘
Evangeline poked herself in the knee with her pen. Damn he was good at this, but she had studied psychology for three years, there was no way she was going to let him beat her. She was ready to up her game.
Eva135: Okay, Julian. Your question.’-
Julian: Why do you want an escort?’-
Eva135: I don’t know if I do…’-
Julian is offline.
‘I’m afraid there’s been a mistake,’ she said politely. ‘I have a lift arranged. I’m so sorry to have wasted your time.’
Eva knew it was Julian’s fault. She knew she shouldn’t be the one apologising but she couldn’t help it. She hoped Anthony wouldn’t think she was rude.
‘No mistake, Miss. Mr Harte said you might be reluctant.’
How dare he, Eva thought. Going around guessing how she might react, and then warning people. He was so bloody arrogant, so infuriating…and, so occupying her every sense right now, damn it!
‘I’m sorry, Anthony, I know you’re only doing your job but Julian shouldn’t have organised this without checking with me first.’
‘I think it was meant to be a surprise,’ Anthony explained.
Eva rolled her eyes. Great, now she sounded ungrateful. Maybe she should just take the lift. She didn’t want to get Anthony in any trouble. She leaned back through the main doors and quickly pressed the release button on the gate. She reluctantly stepped back outside and waited with bated breath for Anthony.
A small grey hatchback appeared with its engine roaring as it pulled up beside Eva. A comical splutter shot from the exhaust and Nathan stepped out the driver’s door.
‘Sorry, had a little trouble with the headlights. All systems go now though.’
Nathan was more excited than a school boy on Christmas Eve.
Eva’s face flushed as a long, sleek, black limo rounded the corner and pulled up dwarfing Nathan’s car. She had no idea how this would play out and she wanted more than ever to duck back inside.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Brooke has too many of a lot of things; shoes, books, and kids. Luckily she loves them all to pieces. She never has too much wine, if you believe that.
Rules of Harte is her debut into the steamy stuff and she's currently working on the second book in the series.