The CEO's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 6

　　Eve looked back behind her with a frown. She’d had this feeling all day that she was being watched. Her first thought was that Roman had taken time out of his precious day to find her but she squashed that ridiculous idea.

　　It had been two weeks since she last saw him, and a week since she left that note. By now that man would have found somebody else to replace her since to him one hole would be as good as the other. There was nothing special about her.

　　She shrugged and carried on window shopping. Her mother’s birthday was coming up and she wanted to buy her something nice for when she finally visited. She also needed to reconnect with some of her old university friends. They would all be starting their last year at university soon, as she would have if she hadn’t dropped everything for a man.

　　Looking back at it now, she could call herself a stupid twat for doing that. Roman had not given up anything for her, she should never have sacrificed so much for him.

　　She went into a handbag shop and started wandering through the aisles. Her mother never bought herself any new bags, she kept the same one until it was ratty and falling to bits. Years of pinching every penny had done that to her.

　　She supposed her upbringing had done the same to her. She hadn’t spent any of the money Roman had given her except to send some to her parents every month so she had savings for the first time in her life. She could afford to buy her mother something nice, move them out of the estate she had grown up on, and then still have enough to support herself once she had gone back to university. There would be no need to look for another job, she would get by on the grants and what she would make doing the hospital placements as a student nurse.

　　Her phone rang just as she was paying for a large, sturdy bag and she answered immediately.

　　“I’m just around the corner. Order a large burger and fries for me, I’m starving,” she said as she walked out of the shop.

　　“Hurry up,” Brendan said. “The others aren’t coming, they’ll meet us for drinks tonight.”

　　She had always been closer to Brendan than any of her other friends, so he had been the first she had reached out to. She weaved through the busy London foot traffic until she rounded the corner and saw him sitting outside the restaurant looking down at his phone.

　　Before meeting Roman, Brendan had been the most handsome man she had ever spoken to. There might even have been a few drunken stolen kisses here and there, but it hadn’t gone any further. She didn’t see it going further now. After being with Roman, who could compare?

　　“I’m here,” she said as she put her shopping bags down and then kissed his cheek before she sat down.

　　“Wow,” Brendan said with a smile.

　　“What?”

　　“Is that make-up?”

　　She had gotten so used to applying the light make-up that she hadn’t thought much about it when she had been getting ready to meet him.

　　“You look amazing,” Brendan continued. “This fancy job you had must have been something else if they managed to make you wear make-up.”

　　Her cheeks coloured. One of the last real conversations she had had with him was when she had walked into Ashfield Construction when they had called her back for a second interview. She had gone in for a part-time typing job and had come out a whore.

　　“Well, that’s over now,” she said as a waitress brought over the food that he had ordered. “Tell me what’s new with you.”

　　Anything to steer the conversation away from her supposed job with the biggest property developer in England.

　　“Nothing much. Doing the placements on top of classes was killing me, I’m not looking forward to the new semester.”

　　She listened to him talk as she ate her meal but found her mind constantly wandering away to Roman. How had he reacted when he had gone to the house and seen her note? Had he accepted it with a shrug and moved on? Her heart hurt just imagining how easily he would have moved on while she would be stuck trying to get over him for a while. But it was for the best.

　　“Eve!”

　　She brought her attention back to Brandan.

　　“I’m sorry, I have a lot on my mind. There’s a lot to organise so I can return for the next semester, and I have to find accommodation,” she lied. “I didn’t mean to drift away.”