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They had no interest in me.

“So, what exactly is this? You just wanted to get Lincoln here?”

“She has a gift, no doubt about it. We’re interested in offering her a future position pending what you can commit to. This story will put her on the map, and that’s because it’s about you.” He directed his answer to my boyfriend, speaking as if I wasn’t sitting right here. As if I hadn’t just spoken.

My mind was spinning. This was a complete disaster.

You will not get pushed around by a bunch of pretentious pricks.

“Is there a job beyond interviewing Lincoln Hendrix?” That was the million-dollar question at this point.

“We’d like to focus on Lincoln for now.”

“Fuck this. You’re yanking her fucking chain, and it’s a shitty thing to do.” Lincoln pushed to his feet and turned to face me. “Come on. This isn’t happening.”

My blood was boiling because these men were assholes, but I could handle them. I didn’t need my boyfriend to speak for me.

“I’ve got this.” I gave him a hard look, but the truth was… Ididn’thave this. It had gone from bad to worse.

“No, sweetheart. There’s nothing to work out here. They’re using you to get to me. And I won’t allow it.” He offered me his hand, and I took it. My chest was pounding so hard I could hear my pulse in my ears.

“Mr. Hendrix, I assure you that we’re interested in offering her a position down the road.”

Lincoln didn’t respond, and they made no attempt to speak to me.

I whipped around, feeling a lump form in my throat, but thankfully, my anger won out over the sadness threatening to erupt. I pointed my finger right at Lou Colson. “You should be ashamed of yourself. Calling me here when you had no interest in hiring me.”

“That’s not the case. Why don’t we talk this over?” he said, but Lincoln and I were moving already.

He led me down the hallway to the elevator and ushered me inside. He hit the button to the lobby, and I just stared at him in disbelief.

How had this gone so wrong?

Lincoln moved closer, but I put my hands up.

“Don’t,” I said as I covered my mouth with my hand to hold back the sobs. The tears were so heavy that I blinked several times, desperate to keep it together. I didn’t want him to comfort me right now. I couldn’t think straight at the moment, and if he touched me, I’d fall apart. When the doors opened, I held my head high and walked through the lobby.

We made our way to the parking garage, not saying a word. He opened the passenger door, and I slipped inside.

We’d planned to stay in the city tonight, as he was flying out to New York in the morning. We were going to celebrate over dinner and come up with a plan.

I’d assumed I’d be thinking over the job offer and meeting with them again tomorrow to sign my contract.

Lou Colson had made it clear in our phone calls and emails that they would be offering me a contract to coincide with me allowing them to print the story about Lincoln.

This was supposed to be the day I’d dreamt about for years, but instead, it was a complete nightmare.

I was mortified and humiliated.

They had completely used me. They weren’t interested in hiring me at all.

Lincoln pulled into the underground parking beneath his building. “Look at me.”

I turned to face him. The tears had been falling since we’d gotten in the car, and I was sure my eyes were red and swollen by now. I wasn’t big on falling apart, but the disappointment had set in, and there was no stopping it.

“Baby, don’t let this get you down. They’re a bunch of assholes.”

Don’t let this get me down?

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