“Oh, and make sure the guys have on body cams. I don’t want to miss shit.”
“You got it.” Trace pulled out his phone and stepped away.
I didn’t care how pissed my sister would be if she found out that I’d hired guys to follow her around with hidden cameras. That was on a need to know basis, and some shit, she didn’t need to know.
Needing some fresh air, I stepped out on my balcony and pulled up Nyx’s name to shoot her a text.
Shade: My manager has some ideas that she wants me to run by you. I was thinking we could get together later and discuss them.
Nyx: Um...okay. Was she not able to get in touch with my agent?
I smiled at her attempt to avoid further contact with me.
Shade: I’m sure she could, but I told her I would handle it. What’s wrong? Are you too scared to be around me now?
Nyx: What? No. I’m not scared of anything.
Shade: You sure? Because you’re sounding pretty scared. Look, I understand if you don’t trust yourself around me.
Nyx: Whatever. I’m not scared, and I have no problem trusting myself around you. I just think it’s unprofessional for me to be at your home.
Shade: Fine. Where would you like to meet?
Nyx: Nowhere.
Laughing, I shook my head. She was definitely scared, and I didn’t blame her. I meant every word I said the last time we were together. Still, whether or not I touched her again was completely up to her.
And clearly, that’s what she was really afraid of.
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I couldn’t think straight. Too much was going on at once.
That message about Eli had come hours ago, and I still hadn’t figured out what to make of it. Thankfully, his agent had called shortly after our breakfast arrived, pulling him away before I had to fake my way through small talk.
I needed to process, to breathe, to figure out what the hell was going on.
I paced back and forth in my living room, contemplating whether I should call Skye. I wanted her to tell me I was doing the right thing by ignoring the message. But something about bringing it up felt off. Especially after I’d just lectured her about the Mecca bullshit.
Maybe I should just respond and see what else this person knows.
Stopping in the middle of the room, I shook my head vigorously. “No! I’m not doing that.”
As tempting as it was, I couldn’t allow my curiosity to get the best of me. I had no idea who sent the message, and I didn’t know what their intentions were. For all I knew, it was some unhinged fan trying to bait me into something dangerous. Orsome silly ass blogger trying to get under my skin and cause drama between me and Eli.
Realizing how right I could be, I closed out the stupid message and returned my attention to the texts I’d received from Shade.
I laughed, fully entertained by how obvious it was that he was trying to trick me into meeting up.
Sure, it would be a nice distraction, and Iwasa little interested to hear what ideas his manager had. Especially if it meant adding more funds to my bank account.
But was meeting him in a public place a good idea? It would probably just end up on the internet, and that was the last thing I wanted. FDL didn’t need another headline with my name in it.
Nyx: Fine. I’ll come. But for business purposes only.
Shade: Don’t you mean...I’ll cum.
