Trust in Advertising by Victoria Michaels

Author:Victoria Michaels [Michaels, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2012-05-23T02:37:42+00:00

Trust in Advertising

to call off work tomorrow so she could clear her head. Vincent had meetings later that day, anyway, so she would just be sitting at her desk, wallowing in her humiliation, and she could do that just as well at home. She called Hunter and left a brief message for Leigh. In the morning, she would text Vincent and let him know she wasn’t feeling well and wouldn’t be back until the following day. That would give her one more day to clear her head before she faced him.

After a restless night’s sleep, Lexi focused her energies on cleaning her apartment, immersing herself in that rather than dwelling on her memories of the night before. She savagely tried to scour away her feelings for Vincent as she scrubbed her place. Her BlackBerry remained eerily silent all day, which was fine with her. She would rather not risk hearing the deep, sexy timbre of his voice on her mental health day. Within the safety of her apartment, she simply focused on anything and everything that was not Vincent Drake.

By the time she was done with her rampage, her bathroom floors gleamed, every scrap of clothing was washed, folded and put away, cups and glasses were arranged by height, and food was sorted by the time of day in which it was eaten. Her home could have been photographed for Architectural Digest it was that pristine.

Hours later, Lexi ventured out of the house and found herself at the one place that always made her feel better: her bench. It was nothing extravagant, a tiny haven in a bustling city, but it felt like it had been hers from the very first time she sat down on the gently splintering wood, with tears in her eyes, missing her father. She couldn’t explain what it was about being near the water that calmed her, but it made her feel content and hopeful. Being there reminded Lexi that life goes on, and in the end, somehow, everything would be okay. As the sun started to set, Lexi peered out over the water one last time, and then headed home.

Emotionally and physically exhausted, Lexi fell into bed that night, happy that for at least a few hours her brain had remained a Vincent-free zone. Her dreams, however, were a different story.

Her morning coffee was interrupted by Hope’s loud voice. “Jesus, Lexi. Next time you need to purge yourself of a man, I’m taking you to the garage and letting you clean the shit out of it. The place is an absolute hole. Oh my God, did you alphabetize your entire DVD collection? There have to be—”

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“Two hundred and fourteen movies,” Lexi said smugly as she took a sip from her mug. “And eighty-five CDs; don’t forget those.”

Hope shook her head as she surveyed the rest of the apartment. When she poked her head into the bathroom, she noticed that Lexi had even folded the end toilet paper into a little triangle just like they did at fancy hotels.

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