Page 108 of My Ruthless Neighbor

I didn’t like waitressing. I mean, who does, right? But it paid the bills.

My phone rings when I am packing my costume in my trolly.

Raleigh’s face lights up the screen.

“Hello,” I answer.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” He asks. Oh, yeah. He thinks I have a stomach bug.

After leaving Archer’s office, I made an excuse of not feeling well and left.

Not very professional, I know. But my emotions were all over the place. And the test shoot was almost done anyway.

My phone was blowing up with calls from Hannah and Raleigh. They were concerned. But I wasn’t in the state to talk to anyone. So I simply didn’t respond.

“I am much better now,” I say, zipping the bag.

“Did you go to the doctor’s?”

My hands still. Here comes the lie. “I did. He said it’s nothing to worry about. He prescribed me some meds. Said I’ll be fine in a day or two.”

“Why do I think you are lying?” Umm… because I am.

“I am not. Let me eat my soup in peace.”

“All right, I won’t bother you.”

“Okay.”

“Call me if you need anything.”

“Yes, Raleigh.” I smile.

“And stay away from sugar. It’ll make it worse.” He speaks in a dad tone.

I chuckle. “Anything else?”

“What did Archer say to you yesterday?”

His question makes me choke. I begin coughing.

Just hearing his name sends a zap of electricity down my spine. My skin tingles and my clit begins to throb.

“Hello? Summer? Are you okay?”

“Ahem… yes, I’m fine. I’m fine.”

“What happened?”

“The soup went down the wrong pipe.” I lie. Then, “Archer just asked if I was committed to another job. You know, to ask if my dates were free for the shoots.”

“He agreed to hire you?” He asks incredulously.

“Not exactly,” I say, grimacing. Why can’t I stop talking? “He was just inquiring.”

“Okay.” He murmurs. Then, “Anyway, you finish your soup. I’ll call tomorrow.”

“All right.”

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