ZOE
I tugged my hat down lower, adjusting my oversized sunglasses for the third time in ten minutes. Okay, just breathe. No one’s going to recognize you. I scanned the café, spotting Ella by the window, typing away on her phone, blissfully unaware of the bomb I was about to drop on her.
“Hey,” I mumbled as I slid into the chair across from her. My voice came out shaky—great start.
Ella looked up, a bright smile lighting up her face. “Zoe! Or should I say Ms. SexyHotAuthor?” she teased, winking. She had no idea how much that nickname burned me up inside now.
I forced a smile, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my gut. If she knew what Blake knew… My pulse quickened at the thought.
“So,” Ella said, leaning forward, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Tell me you’ve got another chapte
