Chapter 23

Caden What the fuck was I doing here? I’d had enough of the auditions. If I had to sit through one more forced smile and strut from some leggy model who thought that staring at me like I was some kind of prize was going to win her the job, I might just lose it. Sure, they had nice legs, pretty faces—the works—but none of them had anything special. None of them had that spark. And honestly? They were all too busy gawking at me to do their job. New York’s hottest model. I’ve heard it a thousand times, but right now, I was tired of the whole charade. I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair as Peru glanced at me with a knowing smirk. “You look bored out of your mind,” he said, his voice teasing. I sighed, cracking my neck. “I am bored. This is a complete waste of time. None of these girls can walk to save their lives. It’s like they’ve never seen a runway before.” Peru chuckled, leaning forward slightly. “Maybe you’re just too hard to impress, Caden. You’ve set the bar to