Hard To Love by Tina Rose Page A

thought. To rub elbows with record execs and big stars? Yes, maybe Ella needed to take Carter up on his offer after all.
    “I am in the entertainment business, Carter, but how will this work?” she asked.
    “What do you mean, how will it work? It’s an all-expense paid trip. The airfare, the room, everything.”
    “So, we’d be sharing a room?” she asked inquisitively.
    “Yes, a room, a bed, a hot shower. Some mind blowing sex. I’m going to make you come so many times you’ll be begging me to stop. You’re gonna need a vacation to recover by the time I’m finished with you.”
    Ella was speechless. She’d never had a man talk dirty to her the way Carter did. His words caused an eruption of sensations to surge through her body. Becoming weak at the knees just hearing his words, Ella found her chair and sunk into it, hoping it would ease the palpitations between her legs.
    “Sweetness, are you still there?” he asked, breaking her from her trance.
    “Yes,” she breathed.
    “I’ll be at your place tomorrow morning by eight. The flight leaves at nine-thirty.”
    “Tomorrow! That’s too soon, Carter. I can’t get everything in order by tomorrow morning, even if I did say yes.” He had lost his mind. She was a business owner, with planning to do. The mayor had already booked her for his daughter’s sweet sixteen party next month. Liv’s charity event was right around the corner. A local pastor and his wife were renewing their vows. There was no way she could just pick up and go away, no matter if there were promises of mind blowing orgasms.
    “I’ll be there at eight. Don’t make me have to come in and get you, kitten. We won’t have time for a proper punishment before the plane lifts off.” And just like that, he ended the call. Punishment? Crazy ass man.
    Ella had a lot of work to do before tomorrow morning, and that wasn’t even including packing a suitcase. Briefly, she wondered if he would bring the silk scarf he had used to blindfold her the night at his cabin? What was she getting herself into?
    Quickly, she called Liv to fill her in on the trip.
    Chapter Nine
    “You’re going where, with who?” she yelled. “Oh my God. You go Eleanor.”
    “It’s a business opportunity. How could I turn down an all-expense paid trip to Nashville to rub elbows with music execs and music stars? This could be my big break, Liv.” Ella knew she was trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince her sister.
    “Yeah, and an opportunity to get the rest of those cobwebs cleaned out.” Liv snickered.
    “Olivia, don’t be so crude,” Ella reprimanded her sister. “And stop calling me Eleanor. It makes me feel older than dirt.”
    “Okay, Ella,” pausing for a second, she finished, laughing. “Nor.”
    Ella rolled her eyes at her sister. She didn’t have time to play her games today. She had a hundred things to do before the morning. She was tempted to call Becky, but decided to wait to see the outcome of their trip. She and Carter may go back to hating one another by the week’s end. “Hmm,” she thought, did they actually ever really hate each other? Carter had been chasing her for six years, and she had avoided him, or been mean as an attempt to push him away. But only because she was ashamed of being another notch in his belt. She also didn’t want to be called a cougar. No one really had to know they were going to Nashville together, she thought.
    “Hey Liv,” she said before hanging up. “Keep this to yourself, will ya? I’m not sure how this trip will turn out, and everyone and their brother doesn’t need to know my business.”
    “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me. Who am I gonna tell anyway, the horses?”
    “You don’t fool me little sister. I know you tell Drew everything. By the way, are you still dangling that poor boy around?”
    “El, it’s not like that with Drew. He’s just my friend. We don’t look at each other like that.” Drew was Liv’s