Sensual Games (Novak Springs #3) by Dawn Brower Read Free Book Online

time in the evening.”
    “We haven’t been seeing each other very long,” Alison explained. “We’ve been hanging out for a while now, but only recently decided to try for something more.”
    “Ah I see,” Ian said.
    Really? What did he see, and could he explain it to her? As far as Emma could see they looked awfully cozy together even if they’d only recently started dating. There had to be something there for them to take the next step. Damn her traitorous heart. She really shouldn’t care that Colt had moved on. For all he knew, she and Ian were also on a date. He didn’t know they’d decided to just be friends.
    “Hi, my name is Melissa and I’ll be your server for the evening. Can I get you something to drink to start?”
    Emma looked up and gasped. “You have to be kidding me.”
    In front of her stood the one woman she never wanted to see again. She had black hair cut into a cute pixie style. Her brown eyes widened in shock when she noticed who all sat at the table. She backed up into another waitress with a tray of drinks, and one toppled over the side. A glass of red wine dripped down and landed on top of Emma.
    “I’m so sorry…” Melissa grabbed a towel and began to pat Emma dry. “I didn’t mean for that to happen, I swear.”
    “Stop it. Stop being helpful,” Emma screeched. This really wasn’t her night. Could it get any worse? “Just go, please.”
    Missy jerked back as if Emma had slapped her. She nodded, her whole body stiff, turned on her heels, and rushed away from the table.
    “Missy wait,” Colt called and went after her.
    “Of course he would chase after her. Got to make sure she’s all right doesn’t he,” Emma muttered cynically.
    “You’re being a bit hard on him don’t you think?” Alison raised an eyebrow and mocked her. “He’s only doing the decent thing. If you weren’t so bitter, you’d see that. Missy was upset. She is at work. She didn’t expect to run into Colt, let alone both of you.”
    “I’m sorry, I don’t feel sorry for her,” Emma retorted. “I can’t and I won’t.”
    “You shouldn’t and I’m not saying you should, but at least be the bigger person. She did you wrong, but you don’t have to be a bitch about it.”
    “It’s easy for you to say—she didn’t rip your whole world apart.” Emma glared at her. “You can sit up there in your tower and judge me all you want, but I will never feel anything but contempt for that woman.”
    Alison grinned. “Why is that Emma? Shouldn’t you have let it all go by now? It’s been over a year, and you’ve moved on. Why hate Missy any longer?”
    Why indeed? Because if not for her, Colt wouldn’t be here with Alison. They’d still be in love and planning their wedding. Instead, she sat at a table with Colt’s new girlfriend, and she didn’t even have a drink to swallow down the bitter pill. What baffled her the most was how pleased Alison appeared to be. She wanted to punch her smug smile off her face.
    “Because I want to.” Emma glared. “You think we can get a different waitress? I need a drink.”
    “I’ll go ask,” Ian said as he pushed his chair back and stood.
    Ian had been quiet the whole time. Emma had forgotten he was even with them. She’d been a moron and yeah, a bitch as Alison pointed out. As soon as she got the chance she’d make it up to him.
    “Ian, wait,” she called.
    He stopped and turned. “Yes?”
    “Can we leave? My dress has wine all over it, and I find I’ve lost my appetite.”
    “Sure we can do that,” he agreed.
    “Thanks. I’m sorry I’m being so difficult. Maybe we can do this another time?”
    “Absolutely.” He nodded his head at Alison. “Please give our regrets to Colt. I hope you both have a better evening than it’s started out.”
    “I will,” Alison said. “Emma, call me tomorrow. I think perhaps we need to talk.”
    Alison was right. They probably did need to talk, but Emma didn’t really want to. She knew the other woman