Chapter 28
Jaxson
I’mfree falling and I don’t care how hard Iland.
Lauren is everything I imagined her tobe.
Sweet. Loving. A fuckinggoddess.
Oh, how I miss her and I only dropped her off a few hoursago.
Truffles and I have been hanging out, in the garden, the basement, the kitchen, and now we are chillin’ in the living room. He followed me around all over, a great companion to talk to earlier, as I finished up some last-minute things regarding the town cars Gramps asked me tosell.
And now we sit and wait for the rest of the time to go by until we go pick up his mommy. It’s not a full work day, so we’ll get her in a little over anhour.
She’s asked to stay here for a while, and of course I don’t mind. Having her here with me, next to me, under, or even on top of me, during our most sexy times, is something dreams are madeof.
My phone rings and I look, hoping it’s Lauren, calling to say she’s readynow.
Butfuck. It’s my damn agent, calling…again. I should just answer it, tell him once and for all I’m not doing anymore realityshows.
I answer via speakerphone. “Look Ryan, I don’t know why you keep calling me, but it better not be about another realityshow.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jax, take a chill pill, dude. Hasn’t Paris been okay foryou?”
He’s always had the tendency to be aprick.
“Spill it, Ryan,” I say, hoping my eye roll comes through in mytone.
“Dude, I’ve been trying to reach you forever. I really think I have something you won’t mind doing atall.”
His salesman pitch in fullforce.
“Don’t sugarcoat it, Ryan. Just tellme.”
“Okay so, uh, Antonio Michaels, the CEO ofCraveMeLingerie is launching a new line of men’s underwear exclusively with a brand new online magazine. Anyway, he’s been seeking you out for the exclusive one-page spread, you being the face of the newline.”
I sit up on the couch now, my interest piqued. “Okay, I’mlistening.”
“Right. Well, he wants you and all of yourglorious assetsto pose, wearing the new line of underwear, with the captionUm Yes, Just Yes…you know, playing up what Dixie Lane saidwhen—”
“I know what it’s playing up, Ryan. And the answer is no. You know I’m trying to put that all behind me. Doing that, with that caption, will call attention to it all overagain.”
“But this time you’ll have the upper hand, showing all of the world your victory dance, so tospeak.”
“And what do you mean by showing all of the world? What type of magazine is thisfor?”
“It’s a magazine named after a well-known clothing line, and the digital imprint of this magazine is expected to have a large internationalreach.”
“What’s the name of the magazine,Ryan?”
“HauteCouture.”
Fuck.
The world is justas small as it is large. Especially when it comes to me andLauren.
When Ryan told me the magazine exclusive would be withHaute Couture, I damn near blewup.
