The Rules of Persuasion by Amity Hope

The Rules of Persuasion by Amity Hope

Author:Amity Hope [Hope, Amity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Crush, Teen, Teen romance, YA, YA romance, Romance, fake relationship, blackmail, good girl gone bad, tragedy, Stephanie Perkins, Cindi Madsen, Huntley Fitzpatrick, bad girl, good girl
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Crush)
Published: 2017-08-15T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Meg

Well over a month into our arrangement, things were starting to feel oddly…normal. As the weather turned cooler I was becoming accustomed to hopping into Luke’s nice, warm SUV every morning. The temptation to let him pick me up instead of riding my Rebel was increasing with each blustery day. But I hadn’t succumbed yet.

Jaclyn was still with Trevor. I had started to wonder if maybe he had grown on her. She barely paid any attention to Luke at all anymore, which is exactly what he had wanted.

I knew when this was over it would leave an enormous blank space in my life.

I tried not to think about it.

For now, I was enjoying myself.

Most days. Today was not one of those days.

“This goes above and beyond,” I whispered to Luke as he took my hand. He led me through the door of Natalia’s.

The hostess led us to a private back room. Luke’s parents were already seated.

“Happy birthday, Mrs. Prescott.” I forced a smile onto my face.

“Thank you.” She eyed me up like I was a fly in her merlot.

“Nice of you to finally join us,” she said to Luke.

“Sorry,” he replied. “Dad didn’t give me much warning, but he insisted I needed to invite Meg.”

“Did he?” She turned her attention from Luke to raise a questioning brow at her husband.

“I thought we ought to get to know her a little better,” Edward explained.

“If you were going to invite guests, I really would’ve preferred that you invite the Winterses,” she scolded. “It’s been too long since we’ve seen them.”

“The waiter should be back shortly,” Edward told us, ignoring his wife. His menu was already resting in front of him, as was Lenore’s. An open bottle of wine sat between them. Their glasses were already more than half empty.

I picked up my menu and started flipping through it. I was scanning the pastas when our waiter returned.

“Do you know what you’re having?” Luke asked.

“The crab ravioli.”

“Are you sure?” Mr. Prescott frowned.

Was it too expensive? I tried to find something in the lower range because I didn’t want him to think I was taking advantage of him. Ravioli wasn’t exceptionally high priced. Not like the Risotto Pescatore or the Zuppa Di Pesce.

“Would you prefer that I order something else?”

“It’s just that there are an awful lot of calories in that. And if you add in a bit of bread you’ll be on carbohydrate overload. You’ve got some nice curves now but it doesn’t take much to turn curves into—”

“Dad!” Luke shot me an apologetic look.

I wanted to tell him he had nothing to be sorry for. If anything, I felt sorry for him. My parents had flaws but at least they had manners. “It’s fine,” I assured him, wanting to keep the peace. I quickly rewound my memory. Lenore had ordered a Caesar salad, dressing on the side “I’ll have a Caesar salad as well. Dressing on the side.”

Edward nodded his approval.

I almost wished I’d ordered the ravioli out of spite. Edward was one of the last people I wanted to impress.



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