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“Incredible,” he chuckled.
“What is? That someone out there in the world doesn’t know who you are?”
“Hey, I’m not being arrogant,” he laughed. “It’s just—it’s been a while since I met anyone who didn’t know who I was. It’s a pleasant surprise actually.”
“Well there’s a first time for everything, I guess.”
“So what do you say, Kylie?” he asked. “You want the job?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Ryan mouthed to me. But I frowned and didn’t answer right away.
“Well…how would it work?”
“You’d come with me from city to city when I have away games,” he explained. “And when I’m here at home, you’d be available whenever I needed you.”
“So I’d have to give up my business.”
“I’m sure you could still have time for your own business,” he replied. “But, Kylie, the amount of money I’m going to pay you for this job would more than make up for any other clients you lose.”’
“One second!” Ryan said quickly. Before I could do anything, he pressed the mute button on the call and snatched me by the arm.
“Girl, you have to do this,” he said emphatically.
“What are you talking about?”
“Listen to me,” he said with a deep breath. “If you lose your business—”
“Don’t say that, Ryan!”
“I don’t think you will, but if you do, you’re going to need money,” he continued. “This could be the answer.”
I twisted my lips in thought as a small dose of adrenaline shot through me. The idea of losing everything I’d built because of one lying girl was enough to get my heart rate elevated.
“Plus, you never know…” he smiled.
“Never know what, Ryan?” I asked.
He shrugged and sort of tilted his head from side to side. “I mean…he is gorgeous.”
“And a jerk!”
“A rich jerk!” he replied.
“I’m not like that,” I told him, folding my arms defiantly across my chest. “I don’t care if he gave me a million dollars a month; I don’t want to date a jerk.”
“Fine,” Ryan gave in. “But take the salary now while it’s on the table. If he’s really as big of a jerk as you say, you can just quit whenever you want.”
He had a point. As much as I hated to admit it, there was a chance I was going to lose my business, and if that happened, it would be hard for me to get back on my feet again. The police might not even let me keep my license—in fact they probably wouldn’t—so what would I do then?
I’ll kill you, Becca!
“Tell you what,” Trent said. “I’ve got an away game tomorrow. I’ll be flying out tonight. Why don’t you come by and finish what we started earlier? If you decide you want to take the job, you can. If not, I’ll let you go. Sound good?”
Ryan unmuted the call and blurted out, “She’ll take it! She’ll take the job!”
“Ryan!” I blurted out, slapping him and tearing the phone away.
“Great!” Trent laughed. “I’ll send the car for you.”
