Page 4 of The Only Thing That's Real
Opening the door, he takes a final discerning look at me before stepping through. “You’re gonna need to reschedule. Today is not the day for this shit.” And with that, the door clicks shut on his retreating back.
“What a dick.”
For what must be a full minute, I stand staring at the door flabbergasted. What in the world could I have done to elicit such a visceral reaction from him? One second, he was smiling and the next he was walking out of the room.
Is it because I’m a woman?
Is he a misogynist prick?
“This is it. No more freelance. No more celebrities. No more writing what other people want me to write. I cannot take any more of this bullshit,” I speak into the empty room.
But I don’t really have a choice, do I?
Pops needs me and because he does, I need this job. This one job will pay for a full year of his assisted living home.
As Pops always says to me and my sister when we complain… suck it up, buttercup.
Chapter Three
Knox
Knox
She’s got to go
Trevor
Sorry, dude. It’s a done deal.
Knox
I really can’t deal with this on top of everything else
Trevor
She’ll grow on you. The other guys think she’s great.
Iknow what they like about her. She’s a damn knockout. When she walked into that suite five minutes ago, the air felt electric. I hadn’t set eyes on her yet, but I feltit. Then... I turned around. Fuck me if my world didn’t tilt on its axis.
It was like nothing I’d experienced before.
It was unnerving.
Shewas unnerving.
I didn’t intimidate her in the least. Not with the fire burning in her eyes. All it took was a split second in that room with her to know, without a doubt, she was different.
She’s dangerous. That’s what she is.
I haven’t noticed a woman in years. Sure, I’ve had sex with plenty who fit a certain mold. What can I say? I know what I like. Or thought I knew what I liked until Ryan Staley walked into that room. Before, if a woman checked the right boxes, that was enough. But those women and those checkboxes don’t exist anymore, because I never had a type.
Until Ryan.
Auburn curls. Check.
Peaches and cream skin. Check.
Dark brown eyes lit with a fire daring any man to try to put it out. Check.
