The Butterfly Box_A SASS Anthology by Anthology

The Butterfly Box_A SASS Anthology by Anthology

Author:Anthology [Anthology]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S.A.S.S.
Published: 2016-12-05T00:00:00+00:00


I’VE MANAGED TO make my way around the room to as many of the magazine editors I could to talk about pictures I’ve had in their magazines and possible future spreads. I had debated all day if I should tell them I wouldn’t be traveling the globe anymore, but should still be doing pictures for most of North America. But I went against it. I will be moving my main home to Wyoming where I can be with Derek when I’m state side.

Spence and I even managed to track down Silvan Marshall the founder of the Wildlife Association. We discussed me coming to one of his centers to take some pictures of the animals they have rehabilitated. I was just wrapping up when Spence was by my side again.

“Dollins at two o’clock.” He whispers to me and I force a smile to Silvan.

“Thank you, sir. I’ll be in touch.” I barely have a moment to brace myself when Dean’s arm snakes around my waist and he kisses me on the cheek. He turns me in his arms and I put my hands up between us to try to keep some space between us.

“Hello, Dean.”

“You are looking lovely. I see you are already making the rounds.” He pulls me against him before he turns his attention to Spence. “I have a few people I need Anna to meet.” He doesn’t even wait for Spence’s reply and hurries me off.

When we first got here, Spence and I overheard one of the producers to Dean’s show how they may be cut if they don’t find something to bring in more viewers. Dean’s ratings are at an all-time low. That’s because he isn’t very well liked. I have a feeling Dean found a new angle for his show.

Me.

I turn back to Spence before we get too far. “Can you see if you can find mom and her date, please?”

“On it.” He glares back up at Dean and heads off. I’m excited to meet my mom’s date. She, as far as I know, hasn’t been with anyone since Amos.

Saying his name doesn’t sting and for that I feel bad. He was my dad after all; he was a horrible man, but still.

When Dean tugs on my hand, I turn back around and see we are approaching his two other producers.

Called it.

I grin and bear it as I’m re-introduced to the two men I’ve met before. If Dean thinks making a guest appearance for me to boost his ratings, he has another thing coming.



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