Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 103428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Greer grabbed another bottle from the wine rack and sat down at the kitchen table across from me with the corkscrew. “Why couldn’t we be born rich, instead of just smart and beautiful?”
I chuckled. “Because we’re not assholes. I swear, every person I’ve ever met who was the full package—money, brains, and beauty—was also a giant asshole.” I sipped my wine. “Like the guy I interviewed with this afternoon—drop-dead gorgeous. His eyes were really light and his lashes so thick and dark that it was hard not to stare. He owns one of the most successful hedge funds on Wall Street—but a total arrogant jerk.”
Greer pulled the cork from the wine with a loud pop, and Buddy, her dog, came running. It was the only sound he got up for. People could ring the doorbell or knock, and he wouldn’t get out of his bed. But open a bottle of wine, and he was suddenly Pavlovian. She held the cork out for him to lick, and he went to town.
I shook my head, watching. “Your dog is strange.”
She scratched the top of his head as he slurped the cork. “He only likes red. Have you noticed the dirty look I get when he comes running only to realize it’s white and he got up for nothing?”
I laughed and poured Greer a full glass of merlot.
“Let’s get back to the hot, rich, arrogant guy you met today,” she said. “He sounds awful. Any chance he wants to make a donation for your sister?”
Greer and her husband were currently picking a sperm donor after five years of trying to get pregnant. At thirty-nine, she was almost ten years older than me and starting to feel the squeeze of Mother Nature. They’d done four rounds of IVF with Ben’s sperm, because his little guys had motility issues. But they still had no luck. Recently they’d given up and decided to go the donor route.
“Pretty sure you have a better shot at getting his sperm than I do of getting his job.”
“What happened? Not the right experience fit again?”
I sighed and nodded. “Honestly, it’s my own fault. I never should’ve taken the job with Christian’s family’s pharmaceutical company. It’s a very specific industry, and people are pretty distrusting of drug trials these days, so it casts a weird light to have been involved with them. Plus, it was dumb to intertwine my entire life with a man.”
My sister patted my hand. “Keep your chin up. Next week is your interview at Kitty’s grandson’s company, right? Maybe that’ll work out.”
“Uh, the arrogant jerk I just told you about? He is Kitty’s grandson.”
Our grandmother and Kitty Harrington had been best friends for nearly thirty years. They’d lived next door to each other down in Georgia until my Nanna died four years ago. When I’d decided to do my PhD at Emory in Atlanta, I’d moved in with Nanna and gotten to know Kitty pretty well. When Nanna died after a short battle with cancer during my last year of school, Kitty and I helped each other through it, and we’d been close ever since. It didn’t matter that there were nearly fifty years between us. I considered her a good friend. Even after I moved back to New York for my internship, we never lost touch. I went down to visit her at least once a year, and we talked on the phone almost every Sunday.
Greer’s eyes widened. “Oh, wow. I thought that interview was next week. I can’t believe Kitty’s grandson would be such a jerk to you, knowing how close the two of you are.”
I sipped my wine and shook my head. “You know, Kitty never came up. He wasn’t the kind of guy to waste time with small talk. But I realized after I left the office, it’s possible he didn’t know who I was. You’d think he’d at least mention it, right?”
“Why didn’t you mention it?”
I shrugged. “It was a crazy day. I actually ran into him at a store a few doors down before the interview, and we had…a little incident. The whole thing threw me off, and then he gave me a hard time, questioning whether I was qualified. I get that I might not be the best candidate, but why did he invite me to the interview if he didn’t think I had the basic qualifications?”
“I’m really surprised. Kitty’s such a sweet lady.”
“She is. But she’s also got a mischievous side. I could never tell when she was kidding because of her smirk.” I shook my head. “I realized they have that in common—an unreadable smirk.”
“Are you going to tell her he was a jerk to you?”
I wrinkled my nose. “I don’t want her to feel bad. Plus, she always lights up when she speaks about him.”
“Well…” My sister squeezed my hand. “Everything happens for a reason. I bet there’s something bigger and better waiting for you. And even if it takes a while to find it, you don’t have to go anywhere. You can stay with us as long as you want.”