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In the lobby, he nudged me with an elbow and handed me my room key. "We're all on the same floor."
I took the key and nodded, saying nothing and keeping my eyes trained forward.
He raised an eyebrow, smirked, and then gave me a look that made me even more nervous. Making me nervous seemed to be a talent of his.
He looked at me like I was a puzzle that needed to be solved, a safe that needed to be cracked. He was trying to figure me out, figure out why all of a sudden I was avoiding him like the plague.
He looked at me like a challenge, and that was terrifying.
Jesus, I hope he doesn't think this is me trying to play hard to get or something.
When I was safely in my own room, I collapsed onto the bed, pulled out my phone, and texted the one person who could talk me out of this funk.
Juliet: I wish you were here. I’m so on edge right now it's insane.
Alyssa: What's up? Is everything okay?
Juliet: My head is all over the place. I'm stressed, distracted, and need to get my shit together.
Alyssa: Distracted? You? Since when?
Juliet: Since I keep having weird moments with Ryan that make me want to rip my clothes off.
Three dots pop up on the screen and then disappear over and over. She obviously doesn't know how to respond to that.
Alyssa: I'm sorry, WHAT?
Alyssa: Forgive me, but I fail to see how that could be a problem...
Of course she would say that.
Juliet: It's a problem because I work for him. It's a problem because I'm trying to prove that I can handle this job, that I DESERVE this job. Not that I screwed my way to the top.
Juliet: Also, he apparently only hooks up with a girl once. If I do it, I'll be stuck having to work with a man who only views me as a one-night stand for the next three months.
Alyssa: Oh shit. Yeah, I see your point.
Alyssa: Wait, what do you mean he only hooks up with someone once?
Juliet: According to the guys, he doesn't do strings. What better way to avoid attachment than never sleeping with the same person more than once?
Alyssa: That's fucked up.
Alyssa: Definitely don't hook up with the sexy rock star, then. You're not a hit-it-and-quit-it kind of girl.
I roll onto my stomach and sigh.
Juliet: Help me de-stress, please.
Alyssa: Head to the bar and have a few drinks. I know there has to be some swanky joint at that fancy hotel.
I think about her suggestion. A drink would help, but I also want to stay holed up in this room for as long as possible.
Alyssa: Stop overthinking and go get a drink.
Juliet: How is it possible that you can still read my mind from across the country?
Alyssa: I'm just good like that. Now go. Love you lots. XX
