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“It was great sex,” I mumbled into my wine glass.
“Take a look around. You have plenty of other men to choose from. Do you want me to get his number for you?” She motioned toward a sexy blonde guy in the far corner of the room. “He’s been eye fucking you since he walked in.”
“No!” I snorted, rolling my eyes. “Let’s get another bottle of wine so I can forget about the dickhead I met today.”
“Does Mr. Dickhead have a name?”
Crap. A name. I needed a last name! I looked around and noticed a heater in the far corner of the room. “A…Alex Heater.”
“Alex Heater? What a weird name. Does he make heaters?” she laughed at her own joke.
“No, he’s a music producer.”
“Something else will come up, Hun. If you think it’s time to leave Flavour Records, go for it. As long as you stay in the music sector. I’m still hoping one day your contacts will get me a meet and greet with Alex Harbour.” Ground swallow me up now.
“I’ve heard he’s a complete moron, Liv.”
“I don’t give a shit. He is sexy as hell. What I’d give to be in a room alone with him.” I couldn’t help but wonder if Alex would have jumped Liv if she’d been in my place. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course he would have. Liv was stunning. She was petite and slender, with shoulder length blonde hair that had a natural wave, cool blue eyes, and a cute button nose. She was the perfect blonde. I was a slim brunette, complete with chocolate brown eyes and olive skin. The Italian gene was strong with me because of my mother. Liv and I made quite the duo on nights out.
My phone began to ring just as I was about to give her a snarky comment about being too easy. It was an unknown number, but I answered anyway. It could have been David calling from a different phone. He’d done that a few times before.
“Hello,” I answered, covering my other ear so I could hear. The pub was getting quite rowdy.
“Straight Lace, is that you?”Straight Lace?Who was this? “This is Alex Harbour.” I froze, trying to clear my head. This had to be a joke. How did he get my number?
“How can I help you, Alex?” I fumed, standing up to go outside. I gave Liv a nod to say I’d been back after the call.
“You are so formal on the phone. Or are you still pissed at me?”
“What do you think?”
“I’m sorry about earlier. You caught me off guard. I hadn’t really been up long. Jetlag is a bitch.”
“Oh, you make a habit of sexually harassing women you don’t know when you wake up, then?” The bastard was laughing at me on the other end of the phone. “None of this is funny, Alex. Why are you calling me?”
“Gina is right, I need structure. Milly was like that to a certain extent, and since she left it’s all gone to shit. Will you consider working for me?” Holy crap! He was offering me the job! “Are you still there, or are you steaming at the ears with rage at me even asking you?”
“You don’t want me working for you, Alex. You should hire that blonde model, Maddison.”
“I need someone to organize my meetings and events, not someone to suck my cock on demand. You’re the woman for the job. Don’t let the events from earlier taint your decision. That’s why I’ve called—to apologize for before.Gina is emailing the contract over to you as we speak. Take a look tonight and give her an answer in the morning. We’ve added a three month trial so you’re not tied in for the entire year.” Who was this man? This wasn’t the Alex I’d met earlier.
“I…I…um…” He’d left me speechless.
“Read the contract, then sleep on it, Natasha.” The way he said my full name was making me weak at the knees. Damn him! Alex hung up before I could argue.
“Who was that on the phone?” Liv asked when I walked back to the table.
“That was Mr. Dickhead. He’s offered me the job,” I gasped, slumping down into my chair. “Get a few shots of vodka in. I need them!”
“If this is the job of a lifetime, you have to take it, Nat. Most people hate their boss anyway. You’ll be fine.” She watched me down my third shot of vodka. It would have been easier if she knew the whole truth, but until I’d signed my contract, I couldn’t say anything.
“B…but it’s LA!” Why was I trying to talk myself out of this?
“That’s just a plane ride away. Your parents are on aworld cruise, right now. I’m sure if they can do that, you can go to LA for a while. It doesn’t have to be forever.”
“I need to go home a read the contract. He wants a decision by the morning.”
“He’s an impatient bastard too, huh?”
