Book Lovers

Emily Henry

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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
I grab my bottle and chug, feeling Charlie’s owlish eyes heavy on me.He says, “It’s fucking good, right?” For once, he lets a little excitement into his voice. His eyes flash like lightning just crackled through the inside of his skull.“If you’re into cat pee and gasoline.”“The chapter, Nora.”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
“When did I laugh?”“Good point. I’m sure that’s never happened. But just you wait until one of your authors turns in a book about an amber-eyed asshole editor.”“Amber-eyed?” he says.“I notice you didn’t question the asshole part of that sentence,”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
“I’m used to people thinking I’m an asshole,” he says stiffly. “Less used to them describing my eyes as ‘amber.’ ”“That’s what color they are,” I say. “It’s objective. I’m not complimenting you.”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
“So tell me about this place,” I say. “What’s interesting here?”“Do you like grass?” Charlie asks.“Big fan.”“We’ve got lots.”“What else?” I ask.“We made a BuzzFeed list of the ‘Top 10 Most Repulsively Named Restaurants in America.’ ”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
Now tell me why your day was so bad.”He studies me for a moment, then shakes his head. “No . . . I don’t think I will. Not until you tell me why you’re really here.”“I already told you,” I say. “Vacation.”He leans in again, his hand catching my chin, his thumb landing squarely on the divot at the corner of my lips. My breath catches. His voice is low and raspy: “Liar.”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
He holds the cue out. “You first.”I take the stick, flop it onto the edge of the table, and look over my shoulder. “Isn’t now the part where you’re supposed to put your arms around me and show me how to do it?”His mouth curves. “That depends. Are you carrying any weapons?”“The sharpest thing on me is my teeth.” I settle over the cue, holding it like I’ve not only never played pool before but have quite possibly only just discovered my own hands.
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
I, Charles Lastra, of sound mind, do swear I will keep Nora Stephens’s dark, dirty, twisted secret under penalty of law or five million dollars, whichever comes first.“Okay, you’ve absolutely never seen a contract,” I say. “Maybe never been in the same room as one.”He finishes signing and drops the pen. “That’s a fine fucking contract.”“Poor uninformed book editors, with their whimsical notions of how agreements are made.” I pat his head.
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
“She’s trying to marry you off to a pig farmer, Stephens.”“She is not.”“You said she’s trying to give you your own small-town romance novel,” he says wryly. “You know how those books end, don’t you, Nora? With a big wedding inside of a barn, or an epilogue involving babies.”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
“You,” he says, “are so much weirder than I thought.”“Well, for what it’s worth, before tonight, I assumed you went into a broom closet and entered power saving mode whenever you weren’t at work, so I guess we’re both surprised.”“Now you’re being ridiculous,” he says. “When I’m not at work, I’m in my coffin in the basement of an old Victorian mansion.”
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valeriyatretyak26 августа 2022 г.
He starts to lead me up the hillside, and immediately my heel sinks into the mud, pinning me to the ground. I take another step and the other heel punctures the mud too. An indignant half shriek rises out of me.Charlie stops, sighing heavily as he eyes my shoes. “Am I going to have to carry you?”“I am not letting you give me a piggyback ride, Lastra,” I say.“And I,” he replies, “am not letting you destroy those poor, innocent shoes. I’m not that kind of man.”I look at my mules, and a miserably petulant sound squeaks out of me. “Fine.”“You’re welcome.” He turns and hunches as I hike up my dress and say a fond farewell to the last remnants of my dignity, then hook my arms over his shoulders and hop onto his back.“All good?” he says.“I’m getting a piggyback ride,” I reply, adjusting the umbrella over us. “Does that answer your question?”“Poor Nora,” he teases, his hands settling against my thighs as he starts up the steps. “I can only imagine what you’re going through.”
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