Love you so much that I hate you, Mimi [best romance books of all time .txt] 📗

said .

I rolled my eyes at her ; she was acting like some teenage girl .

" I don't want to see him . And if he liked me as you say so , he would have called . " I tried to make up a lame excuse .

" But , how , when he gave you his number . Not vise versa . " Olivia rarely forgot details . That could be either a gift or annoying . Well , at least I tried .

" Fine . I was too embarrassed to call him . Kill me . " I said .

" But , you do like him , right ? " she asked .

" Yes , but ...." I stopped because Olivia jumped from the couch and grabbed my phone . She was quickly typing something .

" What are you doing ? "

" .... And done . " Olivia grinned at me . This wasn't going to be good . " I texted Ian that you want to meet him at the party tonight ! " she flashed me her bright teeth .

My jaw dropped . What . The . Hell .

" You did what ?! " I said through my teeth . I stood up .

" Oh , please , don't pretend that you aren't glad I did . "

I gave her my poisonous look .

" And what party are you talking about ? I wasn't planning going anywhere tonight . " I said , still angry at her .

" Ella's party ! Don't tell me you forgot ?! " she could not believe in that .

My mouth formed a small " o " when I realized that I did forget . Ella was Olivia's younger sister and she was a party planner . Anyone who wanted an amazing party would hire her .She was always busy with all kinds of parties -whether some spoiled teenagers where throwing them or non-famous important adults which loved to throw money and invite famous people to their parties just to show how impressive they can be . One of them even invited Beyonce to sing and wowed so many people with that move . She would always get me and Olivia a VIP invitation , but I would usually pass . I was too busy with my work to deal to go to parties like that .

But this party ... I was planning to go for months ! I needed to be there because Sergio Funtolenchi was coming to this one .The Sergio Funtolenchi , the famous model photographer .

I started to read Vogue when I was ten and when I saw the models in there , their poses and the photographer's perspective , I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up . And then I was sucked into this whole new world of fashion magazines . But , Sergio has been working as a model photographer since the eighties and his work has been known world-wide . He was always my role-model and I had to meet him . So , this party may be the only opportunity for me to meet him .

" I can't go to this party with Ian ! It will look like we are a couple ! " I pointed out to Olivia .

" And that's a bad thing ? "

" Yes ! "

" Why ? " she crossed her arms like she always did when she was confused .

" Because Sergio Funtolenchi is going to be there and I can't miss my golden opportunity ! Ian is just going make this more complicated than it has to be . " I looked at her , with my wide eyes .

" Don't be so dramatic . Ian won't ruin anything . He's just gonna be your hot date , nothing else . Well , unless you want him to be . " she winked at me and went to the kitchen .

I could not argue with that .

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Later that night

We finally arrived at the party . I was in a tight white dress and was wearing black heels . Olivia was in a black-blue dress with her yellow heels . The party looked like it started hours ago even though we were just half an hour late .

" It's so ... crowded . " I bluntly said .

" Of course it's crowded ! It's a party , silly . " Olivia slapped my arm playfully . We got lost in the crowd as soon as we came to the dance floor .

" Where the heck am I gonna find Ian in here ? " I tried to look over the crowd , but I couldn't see anything - it was too dark .

" Then you are lucky that I foundyou. " I heard a male voice behind me . I turned around just to see Ian smirking at me in his blue shirt and black jeans . His icy blue eyes were sparkling a bit from the disco lights . His raven-black hair was tidily messy in it's own way and he looked hotter than ever .

" I'll leave you two alone . " Liv said and went to talk to the DJ .

" You look amazing . " he stated , still smirking at me .

" Thanks . " I gave him a small smile in return .

" Can I ask why didn't you call me ? " he slightly raised his eyebrow in question ." Or there isn't a legal answer to that ? "

I knitted my eyebrows at him , confused .

" I was busy with work . " I simply said .

" It's okay , I won't sue you . But , just so you know , I am a very convincing lawyer . " he winked .

" You are a lawyer ? " I was surprised - I could never tell . " You never told me . "

" You didn't ask . " he smiled at my startled face and took that in advantage to pull me to him and dance with me . I smiled at him , this time genuinely.

" You have some smooth moves for one lawyer . " I was teasing him .

" Who said lawyers couldn't dance ? " he said and I chukled . We both shut up and just danced to the music .Then there was this emotion , while he was staring at my eyes , this emotion I didn't feel since ... I was with Rob . Was I ... happy ?

Before I could think more about this , a calm male voice said : " Nice party , Gina , very nice . "

I instantly recoginized this voice . I heard it on the radio , television ... but I was never so close to it . It was Sergio Funtolenchi . My heart started beating faster than before and my palms started sweating.

I wasn't prepared for this . I opened my mouth to say to Ian that I'm going to freshen up , but a sudden mention of my name stopped me .

" Jennifer King . " Sergio was right in front of me . His grey hair was covered in gel and he was wearing a white tuxedo and was holding a martini in his hand . His blue eyes were studying my face for a second and he said : " Vera told me about your work . I can say I'm quite impressed . "

I was too shocked to say anything . " I would like to take some pictures with you . Here's my card . " he pulled it out of his pocket and handed it over to me . " Call me and we'll see when we can meet ."

He flashed me his white teeth . " It was nice meeting you . " he wanted to go , but he changed his mind to say : " Oh , and by the way , you and this hotsie " he pointed to Ian " look good together . You should bring him too . " then he went to the bar to get another drink .

I watched him as he approached the bar . The master of photography . He. Spoke . To . Me . Me , Jennifer King .

" What was that about ? " Ian smirked at my shocked expression .

" My biggest dream , that's what . " I said when I finally regained the power of speech .
The coffee thing

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" That was just... wow. " I said and sipped my cosmopolitan. Ian grinned at me. He was so damn hot when he was doing that. We were sitting at the bar, the only thing that had proper lights in the dark room. It had disco lights all over it, but they weren't enough to enlighten the big room.

I found myself staring at Sergio on the other side of the room, mingling. He was laughing because of something that redhead woman said and almost spilled his drink. The woman was apologizing and he was assuring her that everything was ok.

" Are you just going to stare at him all night ? " Ian asked me. His tone was weird. I turned to him. He had a playful expression. I smiled.

" I don't know for you, but I don't get to see Sergio Funtolenchi everyday. "

" I'm just saying ; it's a great party, you have a hot guy as a date and you're checking out some photographer, which is probably gay. Please. " he said casually and drank his champagne.

My mouth was wide open when he finally looked at me.

" What'd I say ? " he asked innocently.

" When did you become so cocky ? " I said and he smirked at me. He was studying the bar, just an excuse not to look at me, playing shy but I knew that it was all an act.

" I was always... you just didn't seem to notice. " he widened his eyes for a dramatic effect.

" Too cocky. " I punched his arm playfully ; he chuckled as a response. I didn't know Ian was fun to be around... not counting the bed. I was thinking about what he said earlier : he called Sergio gay. I don't know if he was just being funny or serious.

" Why do you think Sergio's gay ? " I wanted to know. I patently