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I didn’t want what he was offering.
There were only two things that I wanted.
Lincoln Hendrix and a job that challenged me.
And I lived in a time where I could have both. I could work hard and take what I wanted in this world because I was worthy.
I’d never just be someone’s girlfriend.
I knew it, and Lincoln knew it.
And damn, had I enjoyed telling Lou Colson to take his offer andshove it where the sun don’t shine.He’d sputtered and panicked when I’d made it clear that he wouldn’t be getting the story I’d written about Lincoln or any future interviews with him, either.
Because Lincoln Hendrix was my boyfriend, and sometimes, I was the boss.
I’d arrived atStrive Forwardmagazine a few minutes early. This time, I wasn’t nervous. There was a peace that I’d found back home as I processed everything. After I’d sulked and let the rejection sink in and then realized it wasn’t me being rejected. It was just some guy who wanted Lincoln’s story. That had very little to do with me when I broke it all down.
I was damn good at my job, and I knew it.
So, the next job that came along could take me or leave me.
Because a job would not define me. A man would not define me.
I was my own woman. My career was a bonus. Something that would challenge and fulfill me.
And Lincoln—he owned my heart.
He made my life better. He loved me in a way I’d never known was even possible. And I loved him just as fiercely.
He didn’t define me. He completed me.
I was going to be okay no matter what happened today.
I’d find the right company to work for eventually.
I didn’t recognize the woman behind the counter, as it had been several years since I’d worked here.
“Ms. Reynolds, Audrey Andrews is ready to see you,” the receptionist said.
“Thank you,” I said as I followed her back to the conference room.
Audrey was waiting for me when the receptionist pushed open the door. There was a woman that stood beside her when my mentor pulled me into her arms.
“I’m so happy that you agreed to interview here. This is Marie Hardy, our chief legal.”
The receptionist smiled before closing the door as I shook hands with the woman beside Audrey, and we all took our seats.
“It’s a pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you. We’re thrilled that you agreed to come out here and that you’re considering working with us,” Marie said.
“Thank you for having me. I’m really excited about this opportunity.”
Audrey passed out water bottles to each of us before taking the seat across from me.
We spent the next forty-five minutes with Audrey praising me and referencing every article I’d ever written. It felt good to be recognized for my work, and it didn’t hurt that they both continually got my name right.
“I do want to put something out there right away, just in case you have an issue with it.” I cleared my throat.
“Please. The floor is yours,” Audrey said, her brows cinched as if she was anxious to hear what I had to say.
