N.Y.E. by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-15T18:30:00+00:00

FIVE

- Igniting

"What could possibly be wrong with the tables?" I snapped.

It was Christmas Eve-eve.

And we were standing in the empty nightclub, now with the lights turned back on, thankfully.

He wasn't even supposed to be there. I shot him the text about setting them up just so he knew things were progressing since everything had slowed down a bit once all the staff was hired and we secured a DJ. After three nights going to a bunch of different clubs to hear them play at Grant's insistence since, well, I didn't know why. Especially considering all we did was argue different points at every single one of the clubs, leaving me going home each night angry, wondering what the hell ever made me think he was anything other than an intractable, conceited, pain in my ass.

I wasn't even going to let myself think about how he inserted himself into the server and bartending interviews. How he just showed up on the days of, planted himself in my chair. Then vetoed just about all my top choices.

The fighting had gotten so heated that day that Evan stepped in, linking his arm through Grant's, leading him out the door, assuring him that he would calm me down.

"Sugar baby," he told me after closing and locking the door. "Can you just fuck him already and get the sexual tension over with?"

"What are you talking about? That was not sexual tension. That was him being a stubborn jackass who I swear goes against all my choices just to get a rise out of me."

"Yes, Sagey girl, he does. Because he likes you all worked up. How did you get to your age without knowing when a man is pushing your buttons on purpose?"

"Why the hell would he want to push my buttons?"

"Because it's the only time you don't sit around like you have a stick shoved up your backend when he is around, avoiding eye-contact, staying more than ten feet away at all times. When he pisses you off, you get in his face, you get all pink in the cheeks, it's hot. Trust me. He likes it. So he does it on purpose."

"That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."

And it was.

So I pushed the thought away, much more comfortable with the idea that he was just a jerk.

"They're not the ones we agreed on," Grant insisted.

He wasn't wrong.

"Well, someone misplaced a third of the ones we needed."

"More like rented them out to someone else who paid more."

"Yes, well, there's nothing we could do about that now. These ones are similar."

"They're wrought iron."

"Yes, I'm aware. As I've been the one hauling them into and off of the rental truck for the past hour." With no help. I had no idea how heavy tables could be. The hair at the base of my neck was sticky with sweat. And I had half of them to go still.

"They look like they're meant to be outdoors."

"They probably were. But we have no other choices, so we are going to need to make these work.

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