Not If I Date You First by Krysti Meyer

Author:Krysti Meyer [Meyer, Krysti]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-10T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

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I stand on tiptoes, trying to get a clear shot through the wall of photogs who are very intentionally blocking me out. I rushed straight over to Club Fit from Huntley, only to find the place already swarming with paps.

They pounced as soon as they realized who I was, blinding me with their flashing cameras and bombarding me with questions about Liam. It didn't take long for them to lose interest, though. Without Liam, pictures of me aren't worth much. Now the other photographers seem intent on making sure I can't get any photos of my own.

I tried to sneak my way past earlier, and one of them actually elbowed me in the sternum. Not only did the guy not apologize, but he stood there, leering at me, and said, "Better be careful, darlin'. Your boyfriend's not here to watch out for you."

Chivalry is so far beyond dead in the world of the paparazzi that it would give Vincent Price nightmares. It's no wonder there are hardly any women in this profession with all these scumbags running rampant.

I shift my weight from foot to foot, back aching from being out here so long. This job is ninety percent standing around waiting and ten percent heart-pounding exhilaration. I twist my shoulders, making my spine pop. It's nice to be standing in the shade for once. Greenwich Street is quaint by New York standards with its brownstone buildings and tree-lined sidewalks.

The tinted, glass door of the gym swings open, and the smell of sweat and steel wafts through the air. There's a flurry of cameras being raised. A bewildered-looking girl with unicorn-colored hair walks out, wearing a t-shirt that reads, 'Use of the Word Can't Will Result In A 10 Burpee Penalty.' Clearly a trainer on her break.

She pushes her way through the throng, and an idea hits me. I glance back at the other photographers, who’re trying to one-up each other with tales of their latest celebrity encounters. I reach into my bag, fishing out one of the business cards I had made, and hurry after her.

Most successful photogs have several tippers throughout the city. Tippers are usually employees at trendy restaurants, shops, and hot spots celebs frequent. They'll call paps when someone famous shows up, and in exchange, the paparazzi will pay them part of their commission. Having a tipper working at Liam's gym might score me some exclusive shots. She might even have intel that could help me figure out what he's hiding.

"Excuse me!” I holler after her. She turns, glancing at the camera in my hand and wrinkling her nose. It's clear she's not a fan of photographers, but I'm grateful she doesn’t seem to know who I am. I need to try to win this girl over, so I channel as much of Elodie's charm as I can muster.

"I'm so sorry to bother you. I had a quick question."

"What's that?" Her mouth twists in distaste.

"I was wondering if you could tell me if Liam Anders is inside?"

"Is that who you're all waiting for?" She glances over at the swarm of paparazzi.

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