Six

ZORA'S POV

I got into the car and slammed the door, purposely not leaving it open for Trey who was right beside me. It was a signal for him to drop the issue he had raised. He got to my side of the car and noticed that I made a move to scoot over.

He went to the other side of the car and got in, slamming the door a little too hard and making the driver jump a little. I peered into the depths of the shopping bag which contained things I had been gifted for doing a commercial.

"Zora-" Trent began.

Exasperated, I let the bag fall to the floor of the car.

"Drop it, will you?" I snapped.

He sighed. "How can I in good conscience drop the issue? I would not be doing my job properly if I did that. Seriously though, how can you make such a decision without consulting me first? The deal with Sleek and Chic is like- is like..."

He paused for a moment to find the right words. "It's like the biggest thing to happen to someone in your line of work."

"I told you to drop it."

Trey went on as tho