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“Are you?” the older man replies. “Hello, Payton. You look gorgeous in the Monroe Design.”
“Thank you.” I blush.
Ward sips his whisky and greets a few other people standing nearby. He’s well respected and popular, so it takes a few minutes before he turns back to us. Knox looks uncomfortable, which surprises me. I’m starting to wonder if they have a strained relationship. The WME team hasn’t held back sharing office gossip. None of it included the two Montgomery men standing in front of me.
Perhaps they have had a disagreement.
I watch his father. He might be a couple of decades older than me, but he’s still a very good-looking man.
With hints of salt and pepper through his hair and a strong, solid, and very confident way of holding himself, Ward has the attention of many women around us.
Honestly, more than Knox.
He’s charming, powerful, and very smooth.
Knox clears his throat and my eyes dart back to his. The lift of a single brow makes me break out in a smile, dip my eyes, and blush.
“He’s a little old for you,” Knox leans down and whispers.
I gasp quietly. “Well then, you might want to tell every other woman in the room.”
“I don’t care about—” Knox stops himself and tosses back his whisky.
A server comes by with more drinks and he busies himself by taking my glass and handing me a new one.
Not meeting my eye.
Didn’t care about what?
The others? Only me.
Why?
Did he think it rude that I was appreciating his father while standing with him?
Forcing my lips to stay silent, I mentally say, but it’s not a date, Knox.
In any case, I’m only visiting this world. I am more like Cinderella than anyone would know. My parents might be lawyers, but this room is dripping in wealth far beyond what I’ve ever seen. The designer dresses are exquisite, and there are more diamonds here than a Harry Winston store.
Everyone seems to have a chunky timepiece, fancy cufflinks, or a diamond necklace or ring which catches the light and glitters expensively.
Except me.
But I don’t care. I feel more like an observer than a participant. I’ve always loved fashion, so just being here is amazing.
However, if some prince wanted to slip a diamond bracelet on my wrist and tell me he loved me, I’d grin like an idiot for the rest of my life. Clearly I’ve read too many fairytales, but if said prince ended up being an asshole, I’d keep the bracelet and kick him to the curb.
So I’m not a completely lost cause.
“I see Alexandra is here,” Knox says to his father.
“She is.” Ward nods.
What?
“My boss?” I ask, my eyes darting around as both men nod.
Oh shit. I should’ve told her I was attending. I hope Alexandra doesn’t jump to any conclusions when she sees me with Knox.
