CHAPTER 43
“NICK, FOR f**k’S sake, at least try to look like you’re in love with me,” Emmy hissed.
“It’d be easier if you weren’t so damned annoying,” Nick murmured back. “Why did you just kick me, anyway?”
“Because you weren’t concentrating. You need to listen to what arsehole number two is saying. You’re closer than I am, and I can’t quite hear. s**t, he’s looking this way again. Gaze into my eyes, will you? Just imagine I’m Lara. That should do it.”
Nick clasped Emmy’s hand over the table and squeezed, harder than was necessary, then covered up a grunt as she kicked him again. b***h.
“Will you stop doing that? Your shoes are really pointy.”
“Well, play nice then.”
“I’m trying, but I can’t help feeling this is a waste of time. I’m not convinced that second guy’s trying to buy arms
