The Forbidden Throb (Emma and Daniel) novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

I froze, a container of what appeared to be lobster fried rice halfway out of the bag. “You saw him?”

“Of course, I saw him. Emma, he’s kind of impossible to miss.” She grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at her. “He was wearing this Burberry trench coat and looked like he stepped out of a GQ photoshoot. He’s like a hundred times more attractive than Nicholas. Not even the same league.”

I didn’t know what

difference in the

that. She wasn’t wrong-Daniel and Nicholas might share some family resemblance, but there was a fundamental Married themselves.

“So,” Olivia

“There’s

mout

bed, crossing her legs. “Are you going to tell me about him, or do I have to guess?” @

opened the container from Mistral-the beef cheeks Daniel had mentioned. The rich, wine-dark sauce made my seeing where things go.”

She pointed the fork at me. “You’ve been glowing since you got back from Paris. Whatever happened there, it was d the deal with this one.”

fork and stabbed a piece of lobster from the fried rice. “My advice totally worked. *

heat up, remembering that dinner-the new dress that had looked so perfect when I’d put it on, the way Daniel’s eyes had

en he saw me in it. And then later, much later, the sound of fabric tearing, the way he’d-

my water glass and took a long drink, trying to cool the flush spreading across my cheeks.

you deserve some credit,” I conceded, pushing a container of dumplings toward her. “Now eat. There’s way too much food here for us.”

s grinning, clearly pleased with herself. “I’m

m an excellent wingwoman. You’re welcome.”

orning arrived with the kind

crisp November sunshine that made everything look sharp and clear.

My phone buzzed with a notification.

Emergency meeting at 2pm today, Stone Building Room 304. Regarding the Medical Department lecture event. Attendance mandatory.

I stared at the screen, my pleasant morning mood evaporating. The Alumni Relations Center, where both Olivia and I worked as student coordinators.

Across the room, Olivia’s phone chimed with the same notification. She sat bolt upright in bed, her hair sticking up in about fifteen different directions.

“Are you KIDDING me?” She grabbed her phone punishment.”

scrolled through the rapidly fil

day meeting for the med school lecture series? This is cruel and unustal

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This better be important

I had brunch plans!!!

Can’t we do this tomorrow?

‘It’s probably just the usual,” I said, trying to sound optimistic. “We’re assigned to the medical school collaboration group anyway. Statistics, registration numbers, event flow coordination-same as always. Two sentences of instructions and we’ll be out of there.”

“Yeah, but medical school people are so boring,” Olivia groaned, flopping back onto her pillow. “Remember last semester? That cardiology symposium where the speaker droned on about arterial plaques for two hours? I wanted to die.”

“At least we just handle logistics.” I was already mentally planning the afternoon. “Count attendees, cue the program flow, make sure the microphones work. Easy. We’ll be done by three and back here for naps.”

“You’re way too optimistic.” But she was already dragging herself out of bed.

After meeting, we headed to the venue.

We’d arrived late and taken seats near the back, so we ended up near the end of the line.

That’s when I noticed them.

A cluster of girls had gathered by the windows instead of leaving, each clutching their assignment sheets. Even from across the room, I could see the way their fingers gripped the papers, the way they kept glancing at each other with barely suppressed excitement.

“What’s their deal?” Olivia muttered, noticing them too. “Did someone assign them a lecture with a celebrity or something?”

I shrugged, reaching for an assignment sheet from the stack on the desk. “Maybe one of the speakers is famous in medical circles?”

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