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“The interns atGlisten. What other interns are there?” His face dissolves into irritation.
For a moment, I feel guilty. But just for a moment.
I struggle to keep from laughing. “All the magazines have interns, don’t they?”
I’m going to rot in hell, giving this guy the run-around the way I am.
But it’s all for a good cause.
He looks up at the ceiling, losing patience with me. I’ve never seen this side of him before. It’s usually Ethan who’s getting pissed over little things. I kind of like it.
“OnlyGlistenhas interns these days. Last timeSports, Inc. did, one of them superimposed the head of his cat on the faces of the Olympians he was supposed to be posting about on social media. Figured no one would notice,” he explains
And now I’m trying not to laugh.
As far as I know, the worst any of our interns has done is steal nail polish samples sent over by OPI. But that may be about to change.
“Why are you asking about our interns, Jasper? Has a pretty young thing caught your fancy?”
He rolls his eyes. “Yeah. I love twenty-year-old college girls who think they’re going to be the next Anna Wintour. Seriously Av, these kids were swarming me today. They said you suggested they introduce themselves to me. Care to explain?”
I take a seat in my green chair and slowly set aside my phone. “Oh, that,” I say breezily. “You should have seen them, Jasper. Guess they saw you in the lobby or something. They couldn’t stop talking about ‘that guy in the glasses fromSports, Inc.’ It was hilarious, like you were some sort of celebrity.”
A flattered expression crosses his face because, of course, but then he narrows his eyes, the compliment already forgotten. “Okay. So they were asking about me. What was it that prompted them to invade my cube area, asking questions, and giggling?”
Ugh. Why is he asking all this? He already knows the answer, for heaven’s sake.
“I told them you were single and that you liked pretty girls. I suggested they go meet you. Some of them are only in town for a month or two, you know.”
He presses his lips together and as he takes a deep inhale, his nostrils flare.
So far, so good.
“Well, did you like any of them?” I ask, all chipper and happy.
He looks at me, his face a huge question mark, and for a moment I’m afraid he’s going to ask what’s really going on here.
But he doesn’t.
He just shakes his head and retreats to his room with a fresh beer, and my work is nearly done.
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41
JASPER
“Jas, great to see you,”Andy says when I meet him at his favorite dive bar not far from Penn Station.
We do the half-shake half-hug thing that guys do, and he moves his only piece of luggage, a leather backpack, off the stool so I can sit.
It’s funny. Now that I’ve spent so much time with Ava, I can see the resemblance between the siblings. It’s not a strong one, but it’s there in the eyes and smile.
Andy Sterling’s always been a hit with the ladies, in part because he’s charming as hell but also a generally nice-looking guy. He doesn’t come close in the looks department to his younger sister, though.
His sister who seems to be trying to fix me up with her college interns.
What the fucking fuck?
