Countdown to a Kiss by Piper Rayne

Author:Piper Rayne [Rayne, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Eight

Aiden

Joran’s always a great ego boost. The man makes you feel like you’re the first man to walk on the moon half the time. Like you’re the smartest, most athletic, and most good-looking man in the room.

“You have to just loosen up. I wanted you here so that you could have a few drinks, dance with some ladies, be chill and cool and confident. Your game is bound to return.”

I hate that word—return. Like my skills to score are stuck in some dense fog that no one can find them in.

He walks faster than I skate, I swear. Okay, slight exaggeration, but we don’t need to charge through a mansion like we’re paramedics in a rush to save a life.

As soon as we reach Mr. Gerhardt, he’s talking with someone and Joran stops on a dime and thrusts his hand out like the mom safety belt when I was twelve in the front seat of our conversion van. Yes, we were that family.

“Hold up.” He flags down a waitress and grabs a glass of champagne, staring down at my hand. “Why don’t you have a drink?”

I shrug.

“You need a drink. For God’s sake put a damn smile on your face.”

I grin, fake of course. He groans. “Why must you twist my balls?”

“I thought you had a fetish for that kinda thing.”

I laugh but Joran doesn’t at first. Then he does because hello, I make him money. I’m his client. Don’t get me wrong, I need him. The man has come through with record deals for me. He knows exactly when to hold out and when to give in.

“What do you want? Beer? Whiskey?”

“You’d think you’d know what I drink. I mean, I do know that you like your balls twisted.”

He’s too busy searching for someone to get me a drink to respond. Not sure why it matters if I’m drinking when I talk to Mr. Gerhardt. Do I apologize? Is it customary to apologize to your boss that you’re not producing like the player he’s paying a shit-ton for?

“Let’s get serious now.”

“I am serious. Technically, as my agent, you should know how I like my blow jobs too.”

I’m fucking with Joran because I’m annoyed that I had to leave Saige. Spending time with her was the only part of the night I was enjoying so far. Just another instance of where my job gets in the way of getting the girl.

But the fact that I have to be here at all because I need to show my face and kiss ass is the only reason, I even met her. I always told myself I’d retire before my game slips. I wouldn’t be that has-been that people snicker at behind their backs. I’d retire on a high note. But I didn’t think my game would start sucking at twenty-eight.

“Fine, if it’ll make you smile, point to any girl in here and she’ll meet you upstairs in five minutes.”

Joran isn’t smiling and I’m pretty sure he’s dead serious. Sad isn’t it? Some guys probably take him up on the offer.

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