Page 29 of Breaking Point
He’s not going to leave until I say yes.
Rolling my eyes, I relent, “I’ll do it myself. Just give me fifteen minutes.”
He shoves the box of cereal into my hands. “We’ll be in the car.” He turns on his heel, saying on the way out, “See? I told you I can get him to do whatever I want.”
Matteo and Caleb roll their eyes and I’d laugh, but unfortunately at this point, it’s true.
Chapter 7
Bella
LAYLA
just one Google search
BELLA
absolutely not. Half the crap posted is fake
LAYLA
and you would know that how?
BELLA
I’d rather meet him and make my judgment then
LAYLA
fine
but don’t say I didn’t warn you
BELLA
it can’t be that bad
LAYLA
oh I never said it was bad
BELLA
then why the warning?
LAYLA
because Google should be your bestfriend right now
Layla thought I was foolish not to google Grayson Crawford before becoming his assistant, and as I use the code Lucy texted me to enter his house, I’m beginning to think that perhaps she was right.
Beer cans, vodka bottles, red solo cups, clothing… You name it, it’s covering the house I called beautiful just a short four days earlier.
Perhaps this is why the assistant salary is so high.
A giggle fills the hall, trailed closely by the pitter-patter of feet and whispers. Following the source of the sounds, I step into the living room and discover two women standing in their underwear with their backs turned to me.
“God, he’s even sexier in person,” one says, awe coating her raspy voice.
