complete turn-off. Once I ’ m turned off, there is no turning me back on.
It ’ s clear that I am going to have to be abrupt and a little painful in order to get my point across this time. “ Listen Beth, we just aren ’ t right for each other. I don ’ t want to be in a relationship right now. You have to just accept it. We are not going to be together, ” I say, raising my voice. “ Like I said before, I ’ m sorry for earlier. It was the liquor. I know that ’ s no excuse, but it ’ s the truth. That ’ s all I got for you, ” I say.
I wait quietly for her response as she thinks it over. She looks up at me as though the devil has just entered her body. Oh no! This is not good. “ You told me I was special! You told me you cared for me! ”
“ Beth, I did care for you. I didn ’ t lie, but I realized we just weren ’ t meant to be! Just accept it and move on! I mean, geez, you even fucked my friend Matt for God ’ s sake! You ’ re fucking crazy! ” I yell.
Normally, yelling at a girl is something I am extremely against, but enough is enough. I don ’ t know how else to get it through her crazy, thick head. She ’ s left me no choice.
“ I ’ m not crazy Kyle. I ’ m hurt. There ’ s a difference! Matt meant nothing to me. I was upset and he comforted me. That ’ s it. ”
I throw my arms up. “ I don ’ t care! I don ’ t care who or what you fuck or why you fucked, ok? Just leave me the fuck alone! I can ’ t believe this has even gotten to this point, ” I scream.
She slams her car in reverse. I back up. “ You ’ re such a dick, Kyle. This isn ’ t over! You and I are not over! ” She pounds her foot on the gas to back up and takes off at full speed. Her wheels screech like nails on a chalkboard through the night.
I blow out a deep breath and head to my door. This is just crazy. I ’ ve never in my life been through this or have had to deal with girls like this. I might just have to talk with my mother about all of this if it doesn ’ t get any better. My mother will go on a firing rampage.
I just need a good night ’ s sleep. And thank goodness my apartment is still cozy and warm. This has been one hell of a day. Good and bad.
CHAPTER SIX
Max
I spent a long part of the night going over the Saunders Literary Agency company policies. In order to combine our companies together, there are a few things that will have to be changed for it to work. My company is small, nowhere near the size of this one, but that ’ s only because I have always been against partners. I ’ ve always liked to have full control over all decisions. I like to do things my way, without any conflict or opinions butting in. Let ’ s face it, partnering is all about compromise, and I ’ ve never handled giving in very well. That could be why I was a horrible fianc é e.
I ’ ve done a lot of thinking over the past couple of months, though. I love my clients. They are very loyal and most of them have been with me since day one, but I want better for them. With a bigger company comes bigger opportunities, and because I have been limited to the number of clients I can take on, I ’ ve been limited in the amount of talent I am able to help prosper. That ’ s why I ’ m in this business.
So with that being said, I ’ ve thought long and hard about change. I am willing to change for the better of me and the better of my clients. They trust me. I have already spoken one-on-one with each of them privately, and almost all of them are looking forward to this collaboration.
I am growing as a person and learning how to accept compromise. Wow . I can ’ t believe that I ’ m thinking this way. Never in a million years would I have expected it, but it sort of feels good. And by joining such an amazing company like Saunders Literary Agency, I think this might just be an easy transition. Let ’ s not forget about the eye candy I ’ m about to encounter on a daily basis! Shit! I told myself I was