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"I won't."
Her phone buzzed with another text, and Eli shook his head. "I can't wait to put this pain in the ass in her place."
She grinned. "I have to admit, I can't wait to see it."
* * *
"Is this the oldest fucking elevator in Las Vegas? Jesus Christ. It's like riding in a broom closet," Eli complained.
“It’s nice on the inside, but yeah, it’s so small, it’s creepy.”
The elevator slowly made the squeaky, grinding trek down to the floor of theLucky Bounceoffice, and the doors took so long to open Eli hit the button a few times. "I want out of this thing. We aren't taking it on the way back. No way. I didn't think I was claustrophobic until I took this damned thing."
"Fine by me," she said, following him out of the elevator. "I won't argue."
When Holly opened the door to the office, Landon, the receptionist, didn't even look up from her phone.
"Hey, Landon," she said. "I'm here to see Lyla."
"Take a seat," Landon ordered. "She'll be with you in a bit, Holly. She's busy."
Eli cleared his throat, and Landon looked up. She gasped and leaped to her feet. "Eli Donnelley! What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see Lyla, same as Holly." He gave Landon a scrutinizing look. "Tell her we're here."
"Right. Sure. Right away," Landon stuttered, then fired off a text. "I'm sure she will be right out."
"Don't bother to sit down," he told Holly. "We won't be out here long."
She grinned when Lyla's door opened a few seconds later.
“Must be nice to get such fast service. I won't tell you how long I waited for my last meeting."
"Fuck that noise," he muttered under his breath. "I'm not hanging around here all day."
Lyla stopped short when she opened the door. Giving Eli a bright smile, she batted her eyes at him. "Well, Eli Donnelley. Whatever can I do for you?"
"You want to do this here or in your office, Lyla?" he asked bluntly. "Makes no difference to me."
"Come in," she gestured, stepping aside for him to enter.
Holly started to follow, and Lyla shot her a look. "You can wait here, Holly."
"No, she can't. Get in here, Wilkes." Eli peered around the pink office. "Jesus. It's like a unicorn exploded in here."
She swallowed a giggle as she walked past an annoyed looking Lyla.
"Take a seat," Lyla said, settling down in her chair.
Holly sat, but Eli remained standing.
"I'm not sure what the fuck you're trying to pull, Lyla, but you need to back off and let Holly do her goddamned job."
Lyla blinked innocently. "What? What do you mean?"
"He means stop texting me and requesting personal photos from celebrations that aren't meant for the public eye," she told her. "You know that's not for blog consumption, Lyla."
Lyla narrowed her eyes. "You act as a representative for this blog. Kingsnakes news is news whether it's a personal party or a public one."
