Page 58 of Linc
“Any time, Everly.I’m just a phone call away.”
“Okay,” I say and shut the truck door.
Dad waits until I’m in the building before pulling away from the curb.As I stand in the open foyer, I watch as dozens of people stream in and out of the lobby area in a hurry.
Over the last month, I’ve realized a lot of things between Linc and I.For one, Linc said that he loved me and that I was his everything.But how could such an intelligent person think it was okay to support modern day prostitution?And then not be honest about it.Saylor, of all people, was the one who told me that there might be something more going on that I didn’t know about and needed to give him a chance to explain further.It was something that happened before me and that I shouldn’t hold it against him.If we judged everyone on their past then no one would be given second chances.During our time apart, I learned one thing for sure; I love him.With my whole heart.I might not have a past but if I did, I hoped he wouldn’t hold it against me.
“Can I help you, Miss?”A young man asks at the reception desk, at Linc’s office.I hope he’s there and we can talk this through.I miss him more than he can ever know and hope that we can work this out.
“I was wondering if Linc was available.”He gives me a confused look and I remember that no one calls him that.“Lincoln Thorne, I mean.”
“Do you have an appointment?”He’s typing on the keyboard and looking at the monitor.
“No, but I’m sure he’ll want to meet with me or at least know I’m here.”
“Your name?”
I give him my name and wait as he makes a call.
“Someone will be down shortly to speak with you.Please have a seat.”He motions over to the set of chairs.
Minutes go by and I’m starting to think this was a bad idea.Maybe he doesn’t want to see me or has moved on.But that can’t be right after all the daily packages and notes he sent.The elevators open with a ding and a woman dressed straight off of Rodeo Drive comes strutting off.Her skyscraper heels click against the floors louder than any other shoes.She screams money from the tip of her head to the bottom of her shoes.As she passes the receptionist her eyes hone in on me, bringing her to a halt.The lady does an about face, making her way over to me, not once losing eye contact.
“So, you must be what all the fuss is about,” she states, her voice is dripping in hatefulness.It’s like she views me as the dirtiest thing she could find on the bottom of her heels.
“I’m not sure what you mean or if you have the right person.”
“Everly, right?”Her eyes narrow.
“That’s my name, but I’m afraid I don’t know yours.”
“Blaire, Blaire Hutchins.”
The name recognition sets in and it’s my turn to narrow my eyes.
“Is there a reason for you coming over here, or are you just going to continue to stare at me trying to intimidate me?”I ask.
“I know girls like you, hell, Iwasa girl like you once.Someone who sees dollar signs and a pampered lifestyle.He won’t be satisfied for long with a plain bitch like you.He’s had the most exotic women on this planet.Surely you can see how you’d never measure up.”
She’s as smug as she is plastic from head to toe.What the hell is that supposed to mean,girls like me?
Another ding from the elevators, along with the pounding of heels, has me slanting my eyes over at the commotion.
Olivia rushes out as if her ass was on fire.She homes in on my location and makes a b-line for me.
“Gosh, Everly it’s so good to see you.”She swoops down and gives me a hug, being mindful of my arm that’s still in a sling.“How are you doing?”
It’s then that she notices the vile woman beside her.
“Ms.Hutchins,” Olivia narrows her eyes ever so slightly.“I’d suggest if you’re done with your meeting, you leave the premises and be warned to stay far away from my client.”Olivia is using herdon’t fuck with metone.
Blaire’s nose flares as she whirls on her expensive heels, then makes her way over to the glass doors.Olivia watches as she takes her final steps out of the building, before turning her attention back to me.
“Oh Everly, I’m glad you’re here.Does Lincoln know your back?”
I shake my head.
“No, I thought I’d surprise him but I can see he’s occupied.”I nod at the glass doors that the evil woman just left from.
