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my God, you should have seen how many people were majoring in theatre.

I mean, it was LA after all.”

“I’m sure a lot of people go down there for that.” June really had no idea,

but it sounded like the right thing to say. Just to agree.

“I would have made a terrible actress, but I found that I had a passion for

marketing. It took me until my second year to figure that out. I had to take a

few marketing classes my first year, just introductory stuff and it was, I

don’t know, I just really liked them. And I was good at them. I’ve always

been artsy. I know no one knew that because I kind of never pursued

anything but cheer, hair, makeup, clothes, and being a total bitch in high

school, but yeah. I was always pretty good at drawing, and it turned out

when I applied myself, I could understand concepts beyond basic math. It

was a shocker for me.” She laughed easily

June snuck a peek at Arabella. She was still looking forward, her eyes

dark, burning coals. She was gorgeous, and so at ease with herself now. She

was so, so different. All that beauty was lethal now that she was also nice,

and her toxic personality didn’t poison it.

Her hand dove into her hair again, rifling back the strands away from her

face. June nearly groaned when she noticed Arabella’s chest rise and fall

with the movement, her breasts creamy, the orbs overflowing her bikini top.

Arabella turned fully, her hands grasping at her hair, plaiting the thick

strands and spinning them into an effortless braid. “I want to say that I’m

sorry I never figured out who I was in high school, and I took that out on a

lot of people, especially you. Truly, I was the worst. I’m surprised you

didn’t axe me that first day. I would have.”

“I thought you might try to cause problems for me if I did that. Go to

some media outlet and let them know what an ogre was running a company

that was touted as doing good things.”

One brow arched, but not angrily. It looked more playful than surprised.

“That’s the only reason?”