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much more comfortable in one of those than where you are now.” Smiling, she hands me a shiny vinyl, company folder over to me.
    Once I open it, I’m floored by the salary they’re offering. Holy fuck me! This is at least three times what I make now.
    “You’ll find we offer very competitive salaries here at Telko. We take care of our employees.”
    “I guess I’m just in shock. I wasn’t expecting this when I came here.”
    Both of them laugh at my words and then Cara speaks again. “We understand you might want some time to think about this. How about you let us know when you decide? We’ll need to know something by next week so we can make all the necessary arrangements.”
    “Yes, of course. Thank you again so very much,” I reply standing. Shaking their hands once more, I leave the office with my mind racing.
    I want to call Skylar to help me make sense of all this, but she has her event tonight. I don’t want to bother her with my shit. Can I really do this? Living in LA is supposed to be temporary. I just don’t know if I can up and move across the country permanently. Fuck, I’m never good with decisions. They’re going to want their answer soon, and I won’t know what to tell them.
    When lunch time comes, I haven’t gotten much of anything done for thinking about the job offer. Perhaps if I get out of here, I can calm my head enough to think. As I step inside the coffee shop, the delicious scent of sweet mocha and chocolate greets me. Smelling it only makes me crave my favorite caramel Frappuccino that much more. Maybe it’s fattening, but who gives a fuck? I’m not going to become like all the other women here and freak out over a few pounds here and there.
    Once I pay for my drink and chicken salad sandwich, I settle in at a little table in the back. Taking a sip, I close my eyes and try to think out my decision. Do I really want to uproot everything and move to work across the country? Why not? My best friend is gone for God knows how long, and it’s not as if Nik plays any part in my decision to stay here. But then again, I have my parents to consider. They support me in my decisions, but I don’t think they will be able to handle me moving to LA. It was hard enough for my dad to accept my moving to the city in the first place.
    E News is playing on the flat screen TV on the wall, captivating my attention. I always love watching the show to see what trouble celebrities get themselves into. One Hollywood actor has just come out of rehab and has been arrested once again for drugs. Another famous couple is getting a divorce. Taking another drink, I continue listening to the television.
    “Looks like Victoria Secret’s newest angel may have found love. These two were reportedly hot and heavy at last night’s charity event in New York. Nikolas Thorne, a well-known restaurant entrepreneur, has quite the reputation with the ladies. Friends close to the angel say the two were spotted again this morning, leaving her apartment.”
    Jumping up from the table, I knock over my drink as I steady myself. I don’t even bother cleaning up the mess because I’m too paralyzed by the picture of Nik on the television screen. Looking as hot as ever in a fancy suit, he’s standing next to a blonde bombshell who’s practically hugging his hip. My eyes zone in on how he’s looking at her. He looks so damn happy. Did he ever look at me like that? The massive smile on his handsome face tells me all I need to know. He’s not missing me one little bit. Besides, there’s no way in fuck I can compete with that anyways. With tears in my eyes, I run out of the coffee shop before I lose it in front of everyone. Cars honk their horns as traffic goes by. All the sounds blend together as I cross the busy intersection. Frantically, I push through the crowded sidewalk, ducking back into the foyer of Telko’s office building when it finally comes into view.
    My decision’s just been made.
    Fuck Nikolas Thorne. Fuck my