Just One Kiss (Very Irresistible Bachelors 2)

I had my answer the next second when Danielle called. I hurried away from the busker to a somewhat secluded section of the station before answering.

“Did you read Dawson’s article?” she asked the second I picked up.

“Just finished it.”

“It’s a disaster. The bosses just called me. We’re not publishing your article.”

“What? Why? Wouldn’t now be the time to point out the article’s inaccuracies?”

“It would make us look like we’re desperate to pitch in. Especially after how scathing Dawson’s article was. I’m sorry. I know it’s disappointing for you.”

That was an understatement.

“I already told Owen it’s not going to be published. He wasn’t too happy, but considering he was the one who brought Dawson into this, I don’t give a damn.”

But I did. I needed to speak to Ryker right away, but before that, I needed to address another point. Even though I knew already what the answer was, I asked anyway. “My bonus?”

“I can’t make that happen. I’m sorry. My hands are tied. But it doesn’t mean it’s not doable; you’ve got until the end of the year.”

Except I needed the paper slip confirming the bonus right now. My landlord wasn’t going to give me another extension, I was sure of it.

“Right. Okay,” I mumbled. “I’ve got to go. I’ll send you the draft of my current article in a few days.”

“Sure, take your time. No pressure.”

I walked out of the station after hanging up, breathing in deeply once I was outside. I slipped into the coffee shop next to the theater where Avery was, buying myself a

decaf mocha latte. I sat at a window seat and called Ryker.

We’d made plans for a late lunch so Avery could say goodbye before flying to Phoenix, but I wanted to talk to him about the article right now.

“Heather,” he greeted.

“Hey! Just wanted to tell you about the art—”

“I know. We’ve all seen it... and we were also informed that yours won’t be published. I’m sorry.”

“Just spoke to my editor about it. How is the mood at the office?”

“Our PR team is flipping out. We’re going to have a meeting about it today.”

“Okay. We’re still on for lunch?” I asked.

“Sure. In two hours, right?”

I just wanted to be with him so we could regroup together.

“Yes.”

“Sure, babe. Just come here. Love you.”

“I love you too.”

I smiled, feeling a lot lighter after hanging up. I sat in the coffee shop long enough to finish my decaf mocha before heading to the theater. Avery and her group were already in the lobby. She barreled into me, wrapping her arms around my middle, grinning up at me.

“Hey, lovebug. How was the show?”

“Super boring. Are we still going to see Ryker?”