Broken Records by Cassie Mae

Author:Cassie Mae [Mae, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CookieLynn Publishing
Published: 2016-09-22T18:30:00+00:00

“I worked customer service for four years.”

I shift in my seat, brows rising at the interviewee. “What brought you into the Broken Records internship?”

Josh chuckles to himself. “Honestly? I thrive in grunge work. It’s why I enjoyed the call centers as much as I did.”

“So… your interest in music is…?”

“About the same as any average Joe.” He leans forward, tapping his fingers on the edge of my desk. “To be frank, Mr. Davis, I would fare better behind a desk than I would behind a soundboard.”

A small hmm escapes me. Interesting applicant, I’ll give him that. Josh’s been one of the quieter interns, and truth be told, I wasn’t sure who he was until he stepped into my office. If I was being honest with myself, I would’ve held off on interviews and simply hired the intern I’d like to see just outside my office, purely for selfish reasons. However, Josh just triggered something I hadn’t thought of before—and it’s something I’m going to have to keep in mind for the next applicant on my busy morning schedule, no matter how much I’d like to hire her.

I plaster on a grin. “Well, Josh, thanks for your candidness.” I rise from my seat, Josh following my lead. “I’ll keep in touch.”

“Thank you for the opportunity.”

We shake on it, and I lead him out of my office. My blood thickens each step toward the door, heart straining to pump it through my veins. Paige and I have spoken less than ten words since I took out all my stress on her. I wish I could act as if I don’t care what she’s thinking or how she’s feeling, but I’m so consumed by it that I doubt I’d be able to mask even an ounce of curiosity. I worry that the moment I shut us in for the interview, I’ll bombard her with the questions plaguing me every time I’m given time to think, and that’s not even the thing that worries me most—it’s admitting that while I still feel her skin, smell her perfume, recall her amazing body with perfect clarity, I hope for another run-in that allows me to indulge in it all over again.

My blood has reached a gelatin-like stage by the time I open the office door for Josh and let my eyes wander around the waiting area. Paige is on time—five minutes early, actually—for her scheduled appointment, lounged in a seat, reading a thick book I can’t see the title for. Her long legs are covered in black tights, leading up to a pair of red shorts. She’s donning a Rolling Stones t-shirt, cinched tight at the waist and dipped low in front. I smirk at the tiny black blazer, her one attempt at looking business casual for the interview.

Josh and I shake hands once again, his voice muffled in my ears as he says goodbye. I nod, a sore attempt at trying to seem focused as he heads back downstairs.

I clear my throat once he’s left. “Paige?”

Her eyes float up to meet mine, and she slowly closes her book.

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