soda. And Iâm sorry about Joe, but it was good to meet you, Ellie. Iâll be in touch.â Then, he suddenly reached forward and gave her a hug, and a kiss on her cheek. He dived back through the hotel door and was gone.
In the taxi, Ellie could feel herself blush and was glad he hadnât seen that. But Connor had kissed her! It had come totally out of the blue and had made her heart race. Ellie tried to think. She needed time to sort out what she was going to say once she got back to the office. She didnât want to tell anyone about what had happened, not even Sophie. The only person she would have liked to confide in was Hannah, but there was no point in thinking about that.
Instead, she began to wonder whether she did have the makings of an article. Could she write about what had really happened? Then sheâd have to admit that sheâd been duped of course. But would it be worth reading? No one liked to look a fool, but what if she could laugh at herself? Would it be worth it to get a good piece?
Still running alongside these thoughts was the memory of Connorâs sudden and unexpected kiss. What was all that about? He hadnât wanted to shake her hand when they met, but he had given her a hug and a kiss when they parted. He didnât have to do that. He could have just let her go.
Ellie wasnât sure how she felt about it. Sheâd been very angry with him for a while, but heâd offered to try and put things right, and he had just been helping out his mate, which she supposed was pretty okay really. Did she like him? Wellâ¦yes, she supposed she did. Or at least, if he proved himself to be genuine by doing his best with Joe she might allow herself to like him.
As she reached the office, Ellie was still feeling a bit vulnerable. She was still smarting, knowing sheâd been tricked. But at least Connor had owned up. Ellie shuddered to think what could have happened if he hadnât let on. She might have written and published an article based on a lie. It didnât bear thinking about!
âEllie! Back already? How did you get on?â
It was Francesca.
âUmâ¦â Ellie concentrated on rummaging in her bag to find her sandwiches for lunch. âOkayish, but I need more really, and we ran out of time.â
âOh?â Francesca looked surprised. Then her expression cleared. âWell, no doubt he leads a busy life. Did you make another date?â
âNot exactly,â said Ellie. âHeâs going to get back to me.â
âFair enough,â said Francesca. She thought for a moment. âYou know, occasionally I think thereâs going to be an article in something, but for one reason or another it just doesnât work out.â
Ellie looked at her. âReally?â
Francesca nodded. âReally. Your original idea was excellent though, and if you do get what you need from young Joe Steel Iâm sure thereâs a good piece there waiting to be written.â
She smiled, and suddenly Ellie felt a whole lot better. Francesca wasnât at all suspicious about Ellieâs lack of copy, and if Connor could come up with the answers she wanted sheâd be sorted. âIs it okay if I go for an early lunch?â she said. âI could take Ferdinand at the same time and go to the park. Itâs a really nice day.â
âOkay,â said Francesca. âWhy donât you? Angel has a whole load of clothes for you to unpack, but you can do that this afternoon.â
Ellie glanced at Piano on her way to collect Ferdinand, but Piano didnât make any remarks about the interview, Joe, or anything else. In fact she totally ignored Ellie, and kept on working. Ellie had the feeling that sheâd got away with it. Unless she chose to write about being temporarily duped, no one would ever know.
By the end of the day, Ellie was on top of the world. Sheâd had great fun unpacking the clothes. Angel was going to
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