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Me: Oh, trustwith nervousness Soon,

Milo: LOL For the love of God, kid Take slower breaths What time is your interview?

Me: Noon

Milo: So, two hours That’s plenty of tirab a coffee, take a walk, and try to relax your mind

Me: That plan is shit, Milo I’ve been up since five thisAnyway, I’m here

Milo: Huh?

Me: Your office I don’t care if you’re in theup

Milo: BillionaireLOL I’m in my office Come on up

Not even ten hts and I’ past his secretary and into his office

Milo sits at the center of the roo s fra the city behind hi-dapper-business-suit-clad king Aa billion-dollar empire

If I weren’t so riled up about this stupid interview, Iabout the one experience I haven’t been able to get out of my head since I wrapped my lips around his cock

Good God, his cock…

Shit Focus, Maybe There is no tiht now!

“Help me,” I whine, and I shut the door to his office behind me

“Well, hello to you too,” he says with a grin

But I don’t have time to waste on pleasantries I’m in DEFCON Red—or whichever the hell DEFCONkind of panic mode, and it takes all of three seconds forthe hell out I want this job so bad, Milo So flipping bad I feel like everything is resting on this interview, and it is co me”

The heels of my stilettos tip-tap across the marble floor as I pace in front of his desk

“What aood at interviews? Do I ood first impressions?” That question sends me into a tizzy “Oh God I bet I make horrible first impressions, don’t I? I’m probably one of those people that you meet and immediately think, ‘she’s either crazy, weird, or too aard to befriend’ Fucking hell, I’m socially inept! I don’t—”

“Hey,” he says cal to be okay”

“Cal out of my head “How can I be calm in a moment like this? How can I be calm when I’m supposed to be interviewed by the editor in chief of one of the biggest publishing houses in the world! I can’t be calm at a time like this!”