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"I haven't had a chance to check online with all the B stuff that went on, but have you heard anything about the video? Do people like it? Like the song?"
"Yeah, they do. We've gotten hundreds of thousands of hits already. It's going to be huge." He smirks at me. "I think a lot of the views are guys watching you over and over. Probably touching themselves."
I smack him on the back. "Gross, Damian. They are not."
He shrugs.
"More like all the little teeny boppers are watching it a million times and wishing they were me. Listening to your dreamy voice. Pretending to be the girl you take on the perfect date."
"I don't care who watches it or what they're dreaming about. I think this song is going to be a big deal for us."
"It's going to be huge for Riley too. I can't believe how he can take all those pieces and put them together to tell a story."
"It's very fresh and fun. The band is pumped. Did you have fun last night--at the party?"
"Yeah, it was a lot of fun. Aiden made me promise to kiss him at midnight next year, though."
"Peyton said the same thing. It was probably a good lesson for us. Never to get so wrapped up in our public personalities that we forget the moments that matter with the people we care about."
"If it weren't for Vincent, I would have said yes but made sure our dates were close by so we could have kissed them."
"Yeah, I thought about that too."
"So, we're not really stupid. I'm hoping between the video being kinda sexy, being seen out with Knox last week, and then being seen kissing you on New Year's Eve that Vincent is starting to hate me."
"He didn't seem mad when he texted you. You said he's smart. I think he knows you're playing him."
"I just need for him to be distracted trying to find me and not messing with people like B."
"Do you really think B was in danger? Sounds like maybe Vincent just wanted to talk to you."
"He tried to have my grandma run off the road."
"I know. I just wondered if he meant to scare her or if he really wanted to hurt her."
"For now, I think he's trying to scare me."
"Is it working?"
"Yeah, it is. Damian, once I take over his company, I'm going back home to face him."
Cooper, who's been quiet for most of our walk, chimes in. "No, you're not."
"I'd have to agree with Cooper," Damian says.
"On that note, let's head back."
We take Kiki back to the Moran apartment and then carefully work our way back to the loft.
I'm just getting ready to take a nap when Tommy calls again.
"So, the meeting with Moffet went well. He saw the article about you and Knox, the music video, and the number of hits it's gotten. He wants to strike while the iron is hot and officially announce your role in the movie. He's having a press release drafted for tomorrow. Are you ready for that?"
"Yeah, I am."
"What do Garrett and Cooper think?"
"They're on board," I say, although I highly doubt they are. I don't want to lie to Tommy, so I add, "And there isn't much we can do about it if they're not."
"Unless you want to rethink the role. It's not too late to back out, Keatyn. You haven't even signed the contract yet."
"No, but we verbally agreed to the terms. I'm not going to renege on that. I'd never get another job."
"I'm more worried about your safety."
"I'd rather try to stay safe being in the public eye than in hiding. I'm not doing it anymore. I told you that. We'll just have to leave it to the experts. Plus, if he's focused on me instead of trying to get me to come out of hiding, I'm hoping it will mean everyone around me will be safer. Does that make sense?"
"It's sort of the opposite of what Garrett originally told us."
"It is. But that's not his fault. He did what he thought was right at the time. And I agree that it was. It just isn't now."
"So, forgetting about all the Vincent stuff, this is still a big deal. You're creating the perfect publicity storm. The studio is thrilled. Moffet himself wants to talk to you and Knox about continuing the franchise."
"Really? That's awesome! Knox said he thought that might happen, but I sort of thought it was just wishful thinking."
"No way, baby. You're going to be a star, just like your mom."
"Tommy, I can only hope to be half as successful as Mom."
"I thought you were going to say you don't want to be like her."
"I probably would have a few months ago. I didn't want to be compared to her. I didn't think I could handle the comparison. But, now, I hope I can. I'm gonna let you go. I need some sleep."
I wake up to the loft's phone ringing again.
"Hello?" I answer groggily.
"Guess what, Hotshot?" Grandpa says.
"What?"
"We did it. The last investor called. Apparently, he had lunch with Vincent today and wasn't happy with the way things went. He didn't elaborate. Just asked if our offer still stood. I should have lowballed him at that point, but I didn't. The company is yours. Shall we schedule a meeting for tomorrow morning, so that Mr. Sharpe can get fired by the new owner?"
"Yes, we should. How about nine o'clock his time?"
"I'll make it happen. I'll also be sending you an email with some talking points along with the instructions for logging into the video conference."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
"You're welcome. Just promise me you'll stay out of California for a while. I suspect Vincent isn't going to be very happy."
As Grandpa ends the call, I lean back, throw my arms up in victory, and scream with delight. "Aaaahhhh!!!"
Aiden and Cooper barrel through my bedroom door at the same time. "What's wrong?"
I laugh, almost hysterically. I'm so damn happy. "Nothing. Everything is going perfectly."
Later, I text Knox.
Me: The takeover of Vincent's company went through. I have an online meeting tomorrow to personally tell him the good news. Then I'd like to be seen. You wanna have lunch with the new chairman of the board?
Knox: I'd be honored. I assume you want this lunch to be photographed?
Me: Yes, I do.
Knox: You're a girl after my heart, Keatyn. I'll let my assistant know where we'll be.
Me: Thank you. Cooper and I will pick you up at noon. I'm going shopping at Bergdorf's after. Maybe we could go somewhere close?
Knox: Do we get to shop together? That would be romantic.
Me: Romantic looking, you mean?
Knox: Of course, sugar. Whatever you say.
Me: There's hope for you yet. See you tomorrow.
MONDAY, JANUARY 2ND
No need for threats.
10:30am
I wake up to Aiden sprinkling little kisses across my shoulder.
"You were naughty last night," he whispers, referring to the party I threw for myself. Riley and Ariela left for home yesterday to get ready to go back to Eastbrooke. When I took my nap, I went to sleep feeling a little sad. Sad that they're all going back without me.
But that sadness was quickly replaced with joy when Grandpa called and told me about the takeover. I immediately decided to throw a party.
It was a small party. Just Peyton, Damian, Aiden, Cooper, and me. But still, it was fun.
Especially after a few shots.
And even more so when I dragged Aiden into my room and used the feather on him.
Let's just say there is still a smile plastered on my face.
"I think you like it when I'm naughty," I reply, sliding my hand down his chest and stopping to rest on his boxers.
He grins at me, removes his boxers, and kisses me. "Yes, I do."
After some more naughtiness, I get up and spend a lot of time getting myself ready for the video conference. I want to look like my mom did in the movie, so I blow my hair out and finish it with a straightener.
Then I stand in the middle of my closet and look at my clothes. If it was just Vincen
t and me, I would wear a bikini. But I'll be speaking to the entire board of directors.
I need to look as professional as possible, so I chose the suit I begged Kym for when I saw it at her studio last week. It's a violet Oscar de la Renta asymmetrical sheath dress with a matching belted peplum moto jacket. It's the perfect combination of fashion forward and understated elegance.
I study myself in the mirror, deciding the bold collar and my hair are competing, so I pull it back into a chic bun and add the glossy black enamel flower earrings that Kym paired with it.
Glancing at the clock and knowing it's almost time, I grab a pair of black suede Alaia stiletto booties with white dots. I don't know if they really match, but they make me feel fierce, and I'm going to need that.
"So, what do you think?" I ask Aiden when I walk out to the kitchen.
"You look older. Professional." He glances down. "Not sure about the little boot things with it, though."
"I like them."
