The Job Offer

“Do I get to come in and watch the shoot?” Adam asks once he’s parked.

“No way.” I shake my head quickly as I undo my seatbelt. “You’re waiting in the car.” Through the windshield I see Victor pacing in front of the building’s entrance. “I can introduce you to Victor, though. He’s the photographer.”

As Adam and I approach him, it’s clear Victor’s pissed. Pressing his phone to his ear, he’s scowling, his voice sharp as he speaks with someone.

“…should have told me this sooner. Not right before the fucking shoot.”

He darts a glance at us then freezes, a stunned look on his face. Abruptly he ends the call and stuffs his phone in his jacket pocket.

“Cora, thanks for making it.” He looks at Adam. “Who’s this? Your boyfriend?”

I shake my head. “My guardian. This is Adam.”

I dart a glance at Adam. I’m always embarrassed when people assume we’re a couple. Adam always finds it funny. He chuckles as he greets Victor, extending his hand for a shake.

“You look good shirtless?” Victor asks after h