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    “I
don’t have to be nice either” he says he pushes his hips forward against mine,
pinning me further to the side of the pool “You are so fucking beautiful
Emmalyn” I can feel his erection between us, he moves ever so slightly,
allowing me to feel what he is feeling.
    Before
I can say anything else, he leans forward to kiss me. The lightest brush of his
lips against mine. I look up at him and see a serious expression in his face.
It doesn’t fit the moment. I open my mouth to tell him it is okay but he has
backed away from me, heads up the ladder and walks into the house without
saying a word to anyone.
    Lacey
looks over at me, Jason looks at her. They both walk towards me
    “I
think Em is about to get a crash course in loathing Ryan” Jason says, with
almost a sad tone to his voice
    I
liked that kiss, I wasn’t expecting it but I liked it. I wanted more. Clearly
Ryan didn’t.

Chapter 8
             
He didn’t come back at all that week. The first few days I felt bad, like I had
done something wrong. I told Lacey how I felt and she reminded me that I wasn’t
in that pool alone. It was just a kiss. It meant nothing. He didn’t owe me
anything, and I sure as hell didn’t owe him anything.
             
The next week Lacey started taking me to work with her. She worked in a tiny
office, with 2 other women; Lisa and Heather. At one time the 3 of them worked
together for a larger company, but when they were sick and tired of being given
the shit job because they were women, they pooled their money and resources and
moved onto their own company. They have done really well. Representing several
A and B list stars. They don’t bog themselves down with too many clients. Lacey
always told me that it was wiser to keep their clientele smaller in numbers,
that way they are able to focus more on what is going on with each and every
one and no one is left behind.
             
Ryan is one of those clients.
             
As soon as we walk into the door a tiny blonde girl with a pixie hair cut comes
rushing to the door, handing Lacey a cup of coffee.
             
“Thanks Heather” she says taking the cup and handing it to me. Coffee was the
first thing she cut from her diet when she found out that she and Jason were
expecting
    “This
is my younger sister Emmalyn, I brought her in to show her what we do. I
wouldn’t mind a little help this is getting into our busy time of the year”
Lacey said, walking towards her office near the back of the building
             
Lacey explained to me a long time ago that famous people were finicky people.
When they were not working they were out and about more, and when they were out
so were the paparazzi. Which meant that questionable photos and articles were
in abundance. Especially in the summer. Most of their clients were TV stars, so
they didn’t all work during the summer.
    But
she also made it clear that every day could be busy, or it might not. There was
no way of knowing.
    Lacey
set me up at a spare desk and gave me a list of names of some of her clients.
She said that one of the things she was required to do was google her clients.
See what has been posted about them online. Find out anything negative being
posted because chances are magazines would want a comment or two about anything
found.
    She
also helped manager twitter and Facebook accounts for her clients as well. Fans
tend to get a little crazy, and sometimes celebs don’t always filter before
they type which causes a media frenzy.
    Lacey
left me to it, she had to return phone calls and said I could take my time.
    I
started typing in the name of Sarah Smith. She was one of the latest “It” girls
in Hollywood, but she also had a serious love of drugs and alcohol. As soon as
I typed her name into the search engine, I saw about 6 articles all talking
about her out on the town in the hottest club the night before. I scrolled
through the articles, wrote down a few notes