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Chapter 19

Max

Last night, on our way home from dinner with her parents, Everly had asked me to play hooky from work today. There was no question I would accept. Even when I was knee deep in f

inalizing production schedules and had to postpone a meeting with my father.

Although, I had no idea when I’d agreed that I would spend two hours buying paint and home decor items to redecorate her living room.

I walked through her front door, dropping five bags in the foyer.

“Shouldn’t you have your nose in a book?”

She walked by me on her way to the kitchen. “I should.” She re-emerged with two bottles of water. “But last night I realized no matter how much I study it’s never going to be good enough. So why am I busting my ass for something that I might not even—”

She stopped abruptly. I could guess what her next words were going to be. The question was whether I was going to call her on it.

I had an inkling she didn’t want to finish law school—that she didn’t want to be a lawyer. I understood. It was hard to give up on something when you were predestined to become it. I knew all about family pressure. Although, I had to admit, Everly’s parents were a little more…intrusive than my father. At least he respected me. I didn’t get that feeling from her parents last night. Which was why, despite it not being my place, I came to her defense and told her parents just how hard she worked. I couldn’t stand the look in her eyes every time they criticized. Every time they questioned her dedication. I never wanted to see that look in her eyes again.

“I just need to do something that isn’t stressful.”

“And redecorating isn’t stressful?” I cocked my head. “This isn’t even my house and I’m worried about screwing up your walls.”

“It’s only paint. It can be fixed.”

Despite wanting her to be happy, Everly had to figure out her future on her own. I wasn’t going to be the one to guide her in a certain direction, she’d had enough of that her whole life. Besides, I had my own decisions to make.

She ran upstairs to change her clothes. I had followed her instructions from last night and wore clothes that could get dirty.

She’d already packed up the room, so all that was left was to cover the furniture with the same plastic sheets she’d spread out over the carpet. As she changed, I opened up the cans and poured paint into the two trays we’d purchased.

She returned to the living room with a huge smile on her face. Usually the only thing that put a smile that big on her face was my mouth on her pussy, but not today.

“You seem pretty happy to be doing this.”

She pushed the roller through the paint. “I don’t know what it is, but I love redecorating. Maybe the possibility of starting fresh.”

“If decorating is your passion, then what’s law school?”

Her roller stopped abruptly. “I’ve been asking myself that same question.”

We painted in silence for a few minutes as we found our rhythm with the rollers. When two of the four walls were complete, my phone buzzed in my pocket. “Sorry, I have to get this.”

My father had already called three times and I’d ignored him. Our meeting with a new distributor was tomorrow and I knew he was freaking out and wanted to powwow. However, this time, when I looked at the caller display, it wasn’t my father’s face staring back at me.

“Hello?”

“Max!” Chloe Daniels, our biggest seller and brightest star, squealed on the other end. “Max, we have a problem.”

“What can I do for you, Chloe?” I turned and looked at Everly, mouthing “I’m sorry.” I knew how much this meant to her and I didn’t want anything to stand in her way, but I knew she understood I had responsibilities, obligations. Taking this call was the price I had to pay for taking the day off.

“I just got the prototypes for the sex toy line.”

Chloe was a natural when it came to sex, so it didn’t take long to establish her brand. Three months ago, we’d commissioned a sex toy line, complete with male masturbator.

“That’s great. I’m excited to see it.”

You’re excited to see a replica of Chloe’s vagina? Your life is so weird.

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