Tomorrow I start fresh with Emily Foster.
Emily
I walk through the security check with a spring in my step. Jameson got home last night. I get to see him today. I’m so excited that I even got up early and curled my hair, and I’m wearing my gray skirt in full swing.
A week has never felt so long. I take the elevator up to my floor and sit at my desk.
“Hey,” Aaron says over his coffee cup.
“Hi there.” I smile.
“What’s that look?” He smirks.
“Jameson’s home.”
“How do you know?”
“Well, I hope he’s home. He called me from the airport, and he was all boozy, so I’m hoping he made it onto the plane.”
I look over to see Hayden at the photocopying machine area. He’s talking to a group of girls. “How well do you know Hayden?” I ask.
“Hmm.” He thinks for a moment. “Not that well. Molly knows him from her old job.”
“Where was that?” I ask as I turn my computer on.
“They worked at the Gazette together.”
My eyes flick to him. “Molly worked at the Gazette?”
“Yeah, for years. Miles Media headhunted her.”
Shit. A sinister thought crosses my mind. No, not Molly. Don’t be stupid. It couldn’t be. Don’t even think that.
Tristan and I tested the theory over the last week, and every time I gave Hayden a story before four o’clock, it was printed in the Gazette the next day. There’s definitely a correlation somewhere. Whether it’s Hayden or above him, we’re trying to find out.
I really like Tristan; he’s funny and intelligent and a lot softer around the edges than his brother.
“What happened with Paul last night?” I ask.
“He turned up.” He looks at me sheepishly.
“Oh God,” I mutter dryly. “Don’t tell me you slept with him.”
He hits the keys on his computer with force. “Yep. I can’t resist that fucking asshole.”
“Did you have it out with him yet?”
“No. I want to catch him in the act.”
“So why are you still fucking him?” I snap. “For God’s sake, Aaron, don’t be used.”
“For the record, I’m using him.” He rolls his eyes as he sips his coffee.
“Nobody’s dick is that good,” I huff.
“Except his.” He sighs sadly.
“Ugh.” I wince. “Leave me alone with the asshole for five minutes with a carving knife. I’ll get it for you to take away.”