‘Katy, no! There is no point,’ I said in a quieter voice, leaning across the table towards her.
‘But if we’re going to be working together .?.?. I just thought .?.?.’
Zola grabbed Katy’s hand. ‘He doesn’t deserve a conversation. It will confuse you more. Don’t let him mess with your head. It was one night, babe. Let’s forget it happened, yeah?’
Katy attempted a smile, but I could see how much she was hurting inside. ‘You’re right.’
We sat for another twenty minutes, trying our best to cheer Katy up by re-enacting all the speed dates we had just encountered. Eventually, I stood up and pulled my friends from their seats.
‘Let’s go back to the apartment and look over this contract, eh? I’m exhausted,’ I admitted, feeling the effects of jet lag, a new job, a temporarily missing friend and being sexually harassed all evening weighing heavily on me.
‘Sure, but I’m staying up until eleven,’ Katy warned us. ‘I’m waiting to see my matches!’
I nodded slowly, wondering if this girl would ever learn her fucking lesson.
Chapter Fourteen
Ella
We entered the apartment just after nine, and my eyes immediately darted to a large brown envelope sitting on the sofa with a note attached. Curious, I sprinted towards it.
I turned to my friends, grasping the envelope high in the air. ‘Our contracts are here, and there’s a note!’
Let me know if you have any questions. Jimmy x
‘You don’t think Jimmy was actually in here, do you?’ I asked, suddenly conscious of the leftover pizza and Crumbl Cookie boxes piled up in the kitchen.
Zola smirked. ‘You like him, don’t you?’
I pulled a face. ‘Eh, I do not,’ I said, shaking my head wildly as I tore open the envelope.
‘I don’t blame you if you do. Those fucking eyes,’ Zola grunted in a deviant, sexy growl.
‘And his shoulders,’ Katy added. ‘C’mon, you must have noticed his shoulders. They’re like swimmers’ shoulders. Big hold-on and fuck-me shoulders.’
I burst out laughing. ‘I can’t say I’ve noticed, no.’ I felt my face warming as they joked around me.
‘Hmmm .?.?.’ Zola side-eyed me, watching as I skimmed through the contract. ‘So, what’s it saying?’
‘Blah, blah, blah.’ I paused, a number jumping out from all the legalese jargon. ‘Oh my God!’ I bellowed.
‘What?’ Katy asked.
I ran my eyes up and down the section detailing our proposed fee again.
‘What the fuck!’
‘Ella!’ Zola warned me impatiently.
I looked up at them, my heart thumping. ‘We will each receive one hundred thousand dollars just for allowing Flirtify to use our idea.’
My friends gasped, then roared nearly as loudly as I had.
‘Shhh!’ I warned them, feeling my pulse bounce through my body as I continued reading. ‘And we’ll earn a salary – five thousand per week that we’re here working on it.’ I turned to my friends, who were clasping each other now. ‘Plus, all our expenses are paid. We’ll each have a company credit card for food and drinks.’ I laughed like a loon as I read the words, hardly able to take them in.
‘Show me the fucking plastic!’ Katy cheered. ‘We’re rich! We’re fucking rich, Zo!’
‘What’s the catch? There must be some sort of catch.’ Zola shook her head, not ready to fully believe it yet.
