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“I didn’t protect my client. I couldn’t keep his name out of the newspapers, in fact I think I just made everything worse. I failed to do the one job that I was assigned to do.”
“None of this is your fault.” Brynn’s mobile buzzes and she glances down at the screen. “I need to take this. Give me a minute.”
Brynn walks out of the conference room leaving Kaan and I alone. I look at Kaan warily, trying to find the words to express what I need to say. He lets out a large, exasperated sigh. “I’m not letting you quit me.”
“You’re not the only one who screwed up, Kaan. I was warned… officially… not to sleep with my client. It’s in my employment contract, for feck’s sake. I should have been fired today. If you hadn’t intervened, I would have been.”
“Why did you leave me last night?”
What a loaded question.
I left because I had allowed my personal feelings to interfere with my job. I let myself believe that I mattered to a rock star, foolishly convincing myself that I can handle this crazy lifestyle and its inevitable drama because there was something between us. But deep down, I know that Kaan can never be my happily ever after. When the dust has settled, he’ll move on to another supermodel, and I will be the one left with a shattered heart because… because, I think I love him.
“I can’t do this.” I blurt it out, the tears welling in my eyes.
“Do what?” Kaan’s voice sounds hollow and thick with anger and hurt.
“Us. Me. You. It should never have happened.” I’m doing a dismal job of holding back the tears. “Yes, it happened, and it was great, but it can’t happen again. I can’t be with you. I don’t want to be with you.”
“I’m not going to let you walk away from this.”
I’m sobbing now. Big and ugly. And I don’t know how to stop. “You should. Because there’s never going to be anything between us… no matter how much we both want it too.”
“That’s bullshit.” He cracks his knuckles, and I can see the frustration on his face. “You don’t get to decide for both of us that this isn’t going to work. I’m part of this as well.”
My heart begins to race, and I double over. A stabbing feeling in my heart causes me physical pain. Is this a panic attack? Anxiety? Bloody hell, am I having a heart attack?
“Y—you and I—I wwwere only ssupposed to be sshort-term, a couple of days. I—I didn’t wwwant to be part of this ffarce in the first place.”
Kaan pulls me close, and I bury my face into his chest, letting out a series of uncontrollable sobs. I use his t-shirt as a tissue, unable to stop the flood. “It’s you and me now. It always will be you and me. I think I love you, Nutmeg.”
I love you, too.
The words sit on the edge of my lips, but my mouth is shut tight. Instead, I say the words that I know will hurt him the most. “Love? Are you kidding me? You don’t know how to love anyone other than yourself.”
Please don’t hate me.
Brynn reappears only to stop short as she takes in the scene playing out before her. I’m in Kaan’s arms, tears streaming down my face, while he holds me tightly.
“That was Pippa. She’ll be here shortly.” Brynn’s gaze lingers on us, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. “What’s going on here?”
“Nothing.” Kaan and I reply almost in unison, exchanging a brief glance as I try to compose myself.
“Good, because we don’t have any time for theatrics.” Brynn smiles at me tightly before moving on. “Now Meg, about your trip to Istanbul—”
I shoot her a fiery look through bloodshot eyes. “What about Istanbul?”
ChapterEighteen
Kaan – The Interview
EXCLUSIVE:
Today I sat down with rock star Kaan, for what I can only describe as a raw, candid interview about his life; from humble beginnings living in south London, to the formation and his subsequent firing from Seven of Crows, to his recent altercation and break-up with superstar, Blair Roberts, and finally to being dropped by his label. Kaan dishes all the dirt, giving me real insight into who he really is.
Fame and success never sat well with Kaan. After the death of his father, he found himself working odd jobs to help support his family. Kaan had always written music and sang at open-mic nights when he could, but it was an advertisement for musicians to audition for a boyband that launched him into stardom.
Seven of Crows was an enormous commercial success, selling more albums than The Beatles, but after a number of arguments that cumulated in a brawl on live television, Kaan was fired from the band.
