Beautiful Broken by Nazarea Andrews

Beautiful Broken by Nazarea Andrews

Author:Nazarea Andrews [Andrews, Nazarea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780989479912
Goodreads: 18377638
Publisher: A&A Literary
Published: 2013-09-24T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

Scout

I slip out of the Viper, and Dane leans across the seat to peer up at me. "Be careful in that thing, okay?"

"Quit worrying," I say, exasperated. "I'm just driving to work."

His expression eases a little, and he nods. "Text me if you can get away for lunch."

"I will." I shut the door before he can say anything else, because I know Dane—he'll go on and on with instructions for as long as I'll let him. And we're both running late this morning.

Yesterday had been good—we'd ended up watching movies on the couch and ordering pizza for dinner. Dane worked, lazily, and I wrote in the journal the group leader suggested, and it was a good, quiet day. The sort of quiet companionship that we hadn't had since I was in high school.

Jason called around six and asked if I could come in today to go over some paperwork and shadow him a bit. Which is why I was up so early, picking up my new Jeep and heading to work.

I smooth a hand nervously over my pencil skirt and tug my button-down straight. I have no idea what Jason expects for work attire, but I figure business casual can't hurt—and Dane's eyes went dark and hot when he saw me. So I was doing something right.

Curtis Interiors is downtown, a good ways away from the University. I park my Jeep across the street and take a deep breath. I want this. And I don't want to screw it up.

The office is lovely—a pale lavender with low-slung white couches and a small round glass coffee table. A neat white desk sits empty to side.

Jason steps out of the back. Without a baby on his hip and his best friend teasing him from across the table, he looks like the award-winning designer I've been studying for the past few months. A rectangle pair of glasses sits low on his nose, and he scans me with a quick, appraising eye.

Since he's wearing grey suit pants and a teal button-down with a gray tie, I'm suddenly glad I decided on the skirt and dress shirt.

"Come on into the back. We're actually closed today—you should know I don't work most Fridays. I like to be at home with the baby, and Jeff opens the Hill late on Friday, since we keep it open so late in the evening. But I did want to get a chance to talk to you, and get an eye for your design aesthetic."

"I know you hired me because of Avery. I really appreciate you taking a chance on me," I say, and Jeff waves a negligent hand.

"I hired you because I'm desperate and there aren't a lot of people in Branton looking to work in design. And most who are interested will leave after graduation."

"And you think I won't?"

He sits back in his chair. "You are Scout Grimes. Born and raised here. Your brother is a local professor. You've had a rocky few years, but spent the past three months in rehab and are now living with Dane Guillot—another local and family friend.



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