Page 41 of See Me

“You’re going.”

“I can’t. That’s one of our busiest nights.”

“I’ll handle it. And I don’t care who she hires, don’t let her out of your sight.”

“Sounds like a blast,” Enzo deadpans. He throws up his hands in surrender when I level him with a glare.

Evie:

Luca, please.

Me:

Why don’t you make a detour on your way back and see me?

Evie:

I’m not sure I can squeeze that in. Gin will give me hell for even taking off the busiest day of the year at Vivid.

I drop my phone and rub my temples. “Fuck Gin and her fucking club.” I look up and meet Enzo’s eyes. “Why is she still working there?”

“Why are you looking at me like it was my choice? She’s a big girl. And from what I heard, she’s damn good at what she does. Aerial silks are pretty popular, apparently. Pulls in more money and customers than anyone else.”

“She’s our fucking cousin, asshole.” I whip a pencil at him. “Don’t talk about that shit.”

“She’s also a fucking adult and knows what she’s doing. She isn’t our little brat anymore.”

I drop my phone onto the desk and close my eyes. “Get out.”

“Whatever.”

The door slams behind him, and I start a private message to Evie.

Me:

Why don’t you just come here for a few days? Spend Christmas with us. Like old times.

Evie:

I wish I could. I could use the money though, and getting away while making money is the only option that makes sense.

Me:

I’ll pay you to come here.

Evie:

Don’t. Don’t make me feel like a fucking hooker, Luca. Not you.

Me:

Shit. I didn’t mean it like that.

I just want to see you. You know if you need money just say the word.

Evie:

It’s not like that. I don’t NEED the money like you think. This is just a good opportunity for me.

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