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My confidence had taken a hit lately, but I wasn’t a quitter.
“Em? Ready to go?”
Bash’s voice pulled me out of my self-deprecating thoughts, reminding me exactly why I wasn’t a quitter. I couldn’t let him down.
If he had told the admins anything about me that helped me get the interview, I owed it to him to show up and do my best, even if I thought the whole thing was ridiculous.
I met him in the hallway, my eyes adjusting to the dark, when he stopped me with two firm hands on my shoulders. He stepped an arm’s length away, the warmth of his touch melting through my blazer.
“How bad is it?”
“Bad?” He raised his eyebrows. “It’s not bad at all.”
“I clean up, okay?”
“Better than okay,” he murmured, assessing me from my head to my toes until my skin burned.
In the shadowy hall, my senses were in overdrive. His scent was all around me, pulling me to him as we stood there.
Way too close to each other.
Roxie’s words tore through my thoughts.
Friends who want to fuck each other.
I rested my hands on Bash’s arms and smiled up at him. “Let’s go.”
We pulled up to the Evergreen complex, and I couldn’t breathe. It was huge. I had been there a few times, dropping Bash off because his car was in the shop, or attending a game with Roxie, but that was all different.
I was used to working behind a desk. Not putting a camera in front of professional athlete’s faces and convincing them to do trendy dances.
I gripped Bash’s arm as he pulled into the parking garage. “I can’t do this.”
“Yes, you can.”
He pulled into a spot and put the car in park. When he turned to me, his face was the picture of serenity. Annoyingly calm.
“I am so sorry you put your name on the line for me, but I can’t. I’m not qualified.”
“Em, I showed them your Instagram—just the public posts—and they loved it. The way you frame a scene. The captions you come up with. It’s all great.”
“The place I post like twice a year—maybe three times? And they’re basing it on that?”
“No, they’re basing it on this interview—”
“Great.”
“Which you’re going to rock,” he continued. “Because you’re incredible.”
The sincerity in his voice stopped me, and my pulse slowed. “Really?”
“Really. Now let’s get you inside.”
He hopped out and jogged over to my side, opening my door.
“Ignore any players as we go past,” he whispered as he opened the wide doors to the administration wing.
“Why?”
