The Personal Shopper
She hands him a paper. “Here is the list of questions they are going to ask you tonight. We have your clothes at reception with Dela. Please review beforehand. We will meet you at 4 p.m. at the shelter.”
Chase grabs the papers from her and turns to leave. “One of these days Ava, you’re going to change your mind.” He smirks at me as he walks out.
When the door to her office finally closes, I look back over at Ava. She blows out a breath. “Was he even more awful than usual?”
I give her a small laugh. “You know you can tell him to fuck off? You don’t have to be so polite.”
She nods. “I know. I just don’t want to cause drama with anyone in the office. He never even tries to talk to me unless something like this comes up, so it’s not that big of a deal.”
I lean over her desk. “Just tell me when, and I’ll beat that guy to shit.”
Ava just laughs. “Let’s just get through tonight.”
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Ava really is super good at her job. Chase actually looks like a decent guy. Well, just in photos with his casual outfit and holding two adorable puppies. The second he opens his mouth though, the facade is broken. Good thing this is just a photo-op and not a video interview.
He hands the puppies back to the worker, and then he is back to hitting on Ava. “You need a ride home? We could share a cab?” He grins at her.
She just shakes her head. “No, I rode with Parker. I’m all set.”
He glances back over at me and then goes back talking to Ava like I’m not in the room. “What’s your creepy uncle doing here anyway?”
Ava gives Chase the best death glare I’ve ever seen. “Ha. Trust me. Doug wishes he was as sexy as Parker.” Ava winks over at me. I swear I just fell in love with her all over again. I smile back at her.
Then she adds. “He manages the finances of the PR department. He is the one bailing you out of this mess. Maybe you should go say thank you. We could have just canned your ass and used the money elsewhere.”
He just laughs. “You know I bring in more money than this little donation.”
She just smiles really big at him. “Well, maybe I am tired of having to clean up your little messes. You know daddy listens to my suggestions.”
He just smiles back at her. “I don’t think there is any man you don’t have wrapped around your little finger.”
God. I think I might actually be ill. We need to get out of here. I walk closer to both of them. “You ready to go?”
Ava looks over to me. “Sure. Let me just check with Stacy that she got everything she needs for the article.”
Chase checks out Ava’s ass as she walks away. I clear my throat, and he looks over at me. “Can you at least try to be a little more classy?” He just laughs. “Are you seriously hitting that?”
I glare at him again. “I’d appreciate it, if you weren’t disrespectful toward Ava. It’s very unprofessional.”
Chase’s eyes widen at me. “Oh my god. You are!”
I just grit out to him. “That’s none of your business.”
He just keeps pushing it though. “How’d you manage that? I’ve been trying to get into that girl’s pants for as long as I can remember. So is it true? Is her pussy really that great, or is that just talk? Couldn’t be that tight if all the guys who’ve claimed to get into her pants are telling the truth.”
I can’t help it, I lose my temper. I reach over and grab Chase by his collar. “What did I say about disrespecting Ava?”
Chase just looks at me. “What the hell man?”
I swear I am about to punch this little fucker, but just then Ava comes back. “Parker! What are you doing?”
I drop Chase’s collar and step back. “Nothing. Can we go now?’
Chase just snickers. “Guess I was wrong. Must be tight as fuck if you have to ask permission to leave.”
All I see is red, and my body takes over my mind. The next second is followed by my fist flying through the air and connecting with Chase’s nose. He falls back onto the ground, and I shake my fist as pain sears through it. “Motherfucker!”