Chapter 63

LILY stare at Alison Steadman, my arms folded over my chest. I admire her so much, and I love this goddamn job. I will put dog poop in West’s protein shake if he’s ruined this for me. “I know.” She rests her hands on her desk in front of her and leans forward. “Know what?” “About West asking you to give me this job.” Laughing, she shakes her head. “I knew he’d tell you.” I fling my arms down by my sides, acutely aware that I’m acting like a belligerent teenager. “So you didn’t see my article on the puppy farm? That’s not why you hired me?” She pushes her chair back, crosses her legs, and fixes me with the infamous Steadman stare that I’ve only heard about until now. “Take a seat, Lily.” I do as she asks, anxious now that she’s using that boss bitch tone she does so well. She’s freaking amazing. “While I might be willing to do West Archer a favor now and then, do not insult my integrity by suggesting that I would risk my magazine. I wouldn’t do that for anybody. Yes, I agreed to give yo