Page 44 of Wright Together

“Colton, this is Eve. Eve, Colton.”

“This is the girl you’re texting all the time?”

I wanted to put my head in my palm. “Yes, this is Eve.”

“Damn, boss. You did good,” Colton said with a nod of his head.

Eve chuckled. “Uh, thank you?”

“You know the boss is super into you?”

“That so?” she asked with an amused look.

“Sure. Can’t blame him.” Colton grinned deviously. A look that probably broke the hearts of many high school girls.

Eve looked like she was trying not to laugh.

“Stop hitting on her,” I said, smacking the back of his head affectionately.

Colton laughed. “Worth a shot.” He met my gaze again. “Are you going to tell my dad?”

“Would I have come over here if I was going to do that?”

“Guess not.”

“Go be a kid or whatever,” I told him. “Try not to get in trouble for an entire night.”

“Lame, bruh,” Colton said. he just winked at Eve and then disappeared into the crowd.

I wasn’t sure it would keep him from drinking. He wanted attention, and we’d given him some. Hopefully, that would slake his thirst for the spotlight. One that was surely going to get him arrested again if he didn’t get his shit together.

“What an…interesting kid,” Eve said.

“He’s a little shit.”

“Yeah. Weren’t we all at that age?”

“I wasn’t.”

She snorted. “Of course not. Whitt Wright has never done anything wrong.”

“Well, I was a shit at a younger age than him. Then, I realized it wasn’t getting me anywhere and turned it around. I hope he does, too.”

Eve nodded, a small frown touching her features. “Yeah, I wish we all learned that lesson.”

Before I could ask her what she meant by that, Jordan was at a microphone, and my name was being called. “Whitt! Come on up here.”

“Oh fuck,” I grumbled.

Eve pushed me forward. “Go on. Get your recognition.”

“You’re supposed to save me.”

“Later,” she promised with a discreet ass grab as I walked away.

I jerked around to find her straight-faced, somehow smothering the laugh still evident in her eyes. I shook my head at her and then strode to the stage. The crowd cheered me as I stepped onto the stage. Jordan shook my hand. Morgan was there a second later, congratulating me for my new position. I smiled in the hot lighting as they went on about my achievements at the company. I hadn’t even been there that long, and already, I was such an asset.

It was overwhelming. And as much as I hated the spotlight, it was everything I’d ever wanted.