Page 112 of The Cowgirl's Secret Love
Oh. My. God.
She sat on the toilet seat in silence, the room spinning slightly.
By the time she pulled herself together, the bathroom had gone quiet.
No. This wasnothappening. For people to think her and Brad’s friendship was anything other than—
Well, if she were absolutely honest itwasmore than friendship on her part, but notromanticinterest. And definitely not sexual.
She had to fix this, and now.
Somehow.
Julia snuck out of the washroom and cautiously slipped into the relative darkness of the bar. Sliding along in the shadows until she found a place to observe while she figured out what the hell her next move should be.
How did she prove she and Brad weren’t having an affair without ever mentioning the absurd idea? The last things she wanted were to hurt Hanna or ruin Brad’s reputation…
Karen and Finn spun past again, the lock between them so tight a crowbar couldn’t have pried them apart.
The next moment they were gone, and for a split second a clear path opened all the way across the dance floor to the far side of the room.
There, Zach Sorenson leaned on a pillar, beer in hand and heel tapping as he scanned the room, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings.
Zach, with his dark good looks and cheeky grin. The man who had made her laugh so hard at a party earlier this year that she’d been tempted to get involved even though she knew from experience short-term relationships weren’t a good idea.
Still…
Zach—who was most definitely single and therefore a possible solution to her immediate problem.
If she was already involved with someone, that would reduce the odds she was fooling around with anyone else. Yes?
Julia didn’t think twice. Heck, she didn’t really even think once. Just let her feet start moving as soon as the idea was partially formed in her brain. If she went too deep into details, somewhere there’d be a flaw, and this moment was for action, not doubts.
Twenty seconds later she was closing in on the man. Eyeing him in the hopes of spotting a clue of how he’d take her demand.
Suggestion?
Nope, she woulddemand. It had to be done for Hanna’s sake, and Brad’s, and now, before the rumour mill got out of hand and things were unfixable.
She stopped in front of tall, dark, and sexy.
His lazy smile beamed down on her. “Hey, Jules.”
“Hey.” Julia took a deep breath.
One dark brow rose. “Problem?”
She shook her head. “Nope.”
One hand on his arm, Julia leaned in while she went up on her toes, pushing her torso against his so it looked as if she was about to steal a kiss.
His eyes widened.
“Favour, stat. Kiss me,” she whispered before he ruined it by pushing her away.
Zach had his hands on her hips now. Eyes narrowing. “You playing a game again, Blushing?”
She laughed softly, forcing a smile because there were people watching. She brushed her cheek past his then spoke as quietly as possible. “I swear I will explain, but you’ve got to kiss me,now. Like I’m your girlfriend.Please.”
Maybe it was the desperation in her tone, or maybe he just wanted to tease her brain into meltdown mode.
Because the next thing she knew, Zach had wrapped one big hand around her nape. He slid the other around to palm her lower back. A slight bit of pressure tugged her against him, nice and firm, and then he dipped his head in close.
“No idea what you’re up to, but I’m game.”
His lips hit hers, and the slow, teasing touch she expected flared into a white-hot blaze as he took control.
