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back of the pub.”
    Angela let out a choking laugh. She plunked back into her seat, her expression a meld of amusement and disbelief. “You’re joking, right?”
    Diane scowled. Was it that unbelievable? “No.”
    Shock transformed Angela’s face. “You’re not?”
    “I said no,” Diane snapped.
    “Holy…” Angela’s voice faded into shocked silence as she processed what Diane had just confessed. “What did you two do back there?”
    The prickles in Diane’s skin turned into full-blown sweat. She pressed her hands into her cheeks, certain she must look like a tomato by now. “I’m not getting into that .”
    Relentless, Angela lowered her voice to a stage whisper. “Did you see his…you know?”
    Although Diane didn’t respond, something in her expression must have given her away because Angela gasped and covered her mouth. Her eyes danced with excitement. “Well, was it big?”
    “Angela,” Diane snarled. But when her friend only lifted a brow, she knew she had to give her something, or Angela would never let it rest. “Yes, it was.”
    “Oh, my god,” Angela shouted, clapping her hands. “I knew it!”
    “Shh.” Sending an apologetic glance toward a couple at a neighboring table who’d shot them a dirty look, she muttered, “Keep your voice down.”
    “Oops.” Angela made a visible effort to calm herself, then whispered, “Did you two have sex?”
    Shoving her hair off her suddenly clammy neck, Diane said, “No.”
    Angela gave her a sideways look. “Why not?”
    Confusion and embarrassment flooded Diane when she thought about Sam’s last words to her. “He said I should take some time to decide if being bad is what I really want.”
    The waiter picked that moment to stop at their table, and Diane ordered the much-needed glass of champagne.
    Once the woman left, Angela leaned back in. “So, what’s happened since then?”
    Diane shrugged. “Nothing. I haven’t decided what to do.”
    Angela stared at her. “Have you talked to him?”
    Absently smoothing her napkin onto her lap, Diane admitted, “He’s texted me a few times, but I haven’t responded.”
    Looking at her askance, Angela said, “He probably thinks you aren’t interested, then.”
    “Probably.” But when she’d seen his text asking when they were going to meet up again, she hadn’t known how to respond. She’d frozen, and in the end, had done nothing.
    “That’s not the worst part,” she told Angela. “Father just told me he expects me to attend the launch fete at Everly Publications tomorrow evening. Sam’s sure to be there.”
    The thought of facing him again, after all the sinful things they’d done, made her skin itch uncontrollably. Especially when you considered who they’d be in the same room with.
    “Andrew’s sure to be there, too,” Angela noted.
    Diane winced. “Yes, thanks for pointing that out.”
    “Sorry,” Angela said, though she didn’t sound it one bit.
    The waiter dropped their champagne glasses off, and Diane took an eager sip. She was beginning to wonder why she didn’t drink more often…though the memory of how she’d felt the morning after New Year’s Eve answered that question. Hangovers were not for the faint of heart.
    “So,” Diane lowered her voice into a whisper, “what do you think I should do?”
    Angela gave her a fascinated glance. “What do you want to do?”
    “I…I don’t know.”
    “Well.” Angela lifted her glass in a mock toast. “You have until tomorrow night to figure it out.”
    “Gee, thanks,” Diane muttered. “You’ve been so helpful. I’m glad I confided in you.”
    Angela let out an amused laugh. “You want to know what I really think?”
    “Yes.” That was why she was here.
    “I think you’re attracted to him.”
    “Given what I’ve confessed, that’s sort of obvious, isn’t it?”
    Shrugging, Angela said, “So, maybe you should listen to your mother after all. At least this once. Maybe, sometimes, it is better to be