Kevin. I loved Kevin, and we were going to spend the rest of our lives together.
I thought about what I was going to tell him about my first day on the west coast as I finally managed to drift off to sleep.
Chapter Five
The next couple of weeks were basically a complete blur. When I woke up the next day, John was ready to take me back to the mansion, where I asked Jonathan why he would possibly spend so much on a hotel room for me.
“Well, you’re pretty much living there for now, so it might as well be a good sized place. Speaking of, we have to sort out a contract with how much to pay you. I’ll get my lawyers to draft something up, you name your price.”
I thought about it that night, calculated what I would most likely be doing and what I would charge a client in Ohio. I came up with a figure that was fair and gave it to Jonathan, who shook his head immediately. I froze. Had I asked for too much?
“ Quadruple that, at least. Don’t sell yourself short.”
“I didn’t, I charged you exactly what I would charge any of my other clients.”
“Well, we’re not your other clients, and we don’t live in Ohio. Don’t worry, as soon as you start trying to buy things here you’ll realize just how much more expensive it is to live here.”
We quickly came to an agreement, and I was officially being paid more money than I could possibly imagine. Even when I started apartment hunting, I found that while prices were definitely higher than what I was used to, I was still easily going to be able to afford this new life. Hell, I could live in luxury if I wanted to. He also gave me a bonus that I can only describe as extremely generous, in exchange for the short notice he gave. I paid off all my student loans, put half of the remainder in my savings account and used the other half to buy myself some new clothes.
After all, as I quickly realized, to get ahead in Los Angeles, one had to look good. I put all the clothes I’d brought from home aside, most of which came from cheap department stores, and went shopping for a wardrobe of designer labels. New dresses, skirts, shoes, purses, jewellery and anything else I could possibly think of to help me look the part of a Hollywood professional, all coming straight from my bank account. I didn’t even touch a credit card!
Jonathan had said I was a quick learner, and I didn’t really believe him, but I liked to think I picked up my new role pretty quickly nonetheless. I learned where to send out press releases to make sure they were published properly, I reached out to a number of bloggers and set up an appointment to have coffee with a few, I met with the editor of a few different gossip magazines and generally made myself known in the industry. I quickly found that Jonathan was right: simply mentioning that I was the new head of PR for Knight Blindness immediately got me past the receptionist and to whoever I wanted to talk to.
I thought I was settling into my new role nicely, except for two things: for one, Jonathan’s assistant Miranda absolutely hated me. I don’t know if she saw me as competition, or what, but she would send daggers my way whenever she saw me speaking with Jonathan, as long as he wasn’t within view. Jonathan must have told her he knew me from before, and I guess she saw me as competition or something. If only she knew. On top of the fact that Jonathan had no interest in me whatsoever romantically, Miranda was model gorgeous, with long blonde hair and a tall, slim body that was almost entirely legs.
The other problem was the band’s manager, Liam Noah. For some reason, the man took an instant dislike to me. “He’s like that with everyone” Jonathan told me when I aired my concerns. “Don’t worry about it.” But still, I noticed that Noah made sure to disagree with most of my suggestions, and expressed scorn whenever my ideas were favoured in front of him. There was never any open hostility, but I could feel the undercurrent of it, and