Chapter 53

WEST “Hello, West.” Her soft sultry voice fills my ear. I rub a hand over my face. “Alison, I need a favor.” “A favor? From me?” She laughs. “You must be desperate.” “Well, yeah, I am.” Beyond fucking desperate to fix at least some of the damage I caused. She laughs again, and I can picture her sitting at her desk, tossing her long blond hair over her shoulder, getting such a kick out of this. “What can I do for you?” “I need you to give someone a job.” “A job?” She snorts. “You have like three billion employees. You give them a job.” “I would if I could, but she won’t take one from me.” “Oh, West,” she purrs. “Have you been a naughty boy?” Sighing, I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Look, she’s a great writer. She’d be an asset to your magazine.” “So give her a job at yours. If she says no, offer her more money. Everyone has a price.” Regret grips my throat. “Not this girl, Ali.” “Oh, West.” Her tone is serious now. “Has someone broken your ice-cold heart?” “A job, Ali.” She hums but doe