_Zarelle’s POV_
“Zarelle darling, you are making a killing with this new perfume,” Elsa enthused. “Let me take you out for a meal to celebrate.”
“Thanks, but not tonight.” I smiled. “I’ve got a date with George.”
I rose from my seat, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
Elsa’s voice went up an octave with surprise. “You and George? Are you seriously interested in that little puppy?”
“He’s not a puppy.”
“He has eyes like one. All his fans know it. And don’t try and change the subject. Spill it, how far have you two gotten?”
I let out a sigh, feeling somewhat exasperated. “What on earth are you thinking? George just wants to thank me for the endorsement deal and take me out for a meal. And Ryan will be joining us too.”
But Elsa couldn’t resist indulging in a bit of gos
