Page 125 of August Lane
Jojo:
Together. That sounds so intimate.
Emma:
I wasn’t implying anything.
Jojo:
Others have. He’s a handsome white man who stuck by me when everyone thought he should have cut his losses. Everyone assumed we were together. That’s what all the old suits thought. I was his Black mistress.
Emma:
I’m honestly not sure what to say to that. It had to be frustrating.
Jojo:
For David, yes. He had a wife at the time, and she did her best not to resent me, but she’s only human. He really should’ve dropped me, but the man is arrogant and stubborn. If he gave up on me, he’d have to admit he was wrong to sign me. And he never admits to being wrong.
Emma:
You almost sound sad when you say that.
Jojo:
You can’t get that time back. He’s so good at what he does, but grinding for me took a toll. Sometimes we hang on to things long after we should have let them go.
Emma:
After all that work, he had to be thrilled about the award.
