The Model: A Workplace Romance by Layne Harlow

Author:Layne, Harlow
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-950044-08-5
Publisher: Harlow's Ink, LLC
Published: 2020-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

17

Lexie

Leaving the bathroom on the first floor, I swiped my mouth with the back of my arm as my stomach continued to twist and turn. I headed toward the stairs to finish setting up on the roof before the models were ready. After being up all night, I’d overslept that morning and couldn’t take any more time for myself. Raine had been moving the last of her stuff into her new apartment in my old building and was on her way with lunch for the team. As I walked by the hair and makeup room, Brad and Annalise gave me worried looks that I ignored.

For the last two weeks, everyone had been walking around on eggshells, afraid that at any moment I might go off. After learning about Ryder, I’d been on edge. The one time he called, I exploded like a two-year-old having the temper tantrum to rival all temper tantrums when his number flashed across my screen. It would have been different if he’d manned up and confessed that he was into Lana. Instead, he waited an entire week to contact me after Lana posted the photo of them together, so I didn’t want to hear a word he had to say.

Not now or ever.

The air was stifling; I was already ready to be out of the heat, and we hadn’t even started the shoot yet. Pulling the fan out of the little shed I had built, I moved it into the canopy I had set up for the team and me to stand under as much as possible during the day. The cabana was filled with all the fake tropical food and drinks, and all the pillows were fluffed. Everything was perfect as I headed downstairs for lunch until the smell of the food hit my overly sensitive stomach. Instead of making it downstairs, I flew into my bedroom and barely made it to the toilet before I started dry heaving. With the heat and the smell of the curry someone had ordered, it all got to me.

I waited upstairs until I knew I had given them enough time to eat their lunch. Once I heard everyone go up the stairs, I made my way downstairs to my desk to grab my camera.

“Are you still sick?” When my only answer was a nod, Raine continued. “You need to go to the doctor.” Her face was a picture of worry as she looked at me with her down-turned mouth. “It’s been two weeks, and I’ve asked around. No one has the flu.” She paused. “If you want, I can make you an appointment, I don’t mind.”

“You know I hate going to the doctor.” Every time I stepped inside a doctor's office, I came out sicker than I was when I walked in. The last time I got strep and had to cancel all my appointments for a week. Otherwise, they never knew what was wrong with me and continued to charge an outlandish amount while asking me to make multiple appointments.

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