Chasing Perfection Vol. 2 by M. S. Parker Read Free Book Online

do, but we definitely don’t want to upset a certain someone.” I gestured towards his hand.
     
    “Oh, this?” He held up his hand. “I’m a widower. Just never got used to going without the ring so I haven’t taken it off.”
     
    I swallowed hard. Shit. There went my easy out.
     
    “You can relax.”
     
    He smiled at me but it didn’t put me at ease. His next words, however, did make me more wary.
     
    “I’m not trying to get you to fuck me or anything like that.” He leaned back in the chair. “I’m not like your boss.”
     
    I ignored the insult towards DeVon and waited for the other shoe to drop.
     
    “There is, however, something you can do for me.”
     
    Here it came. “What’s that?” I asked.
     
    “Get me information,” Derrick said. “Tell me what DeVon is up to. Which screenplays have his interest. Any new clients. Like I said, I can’t talk to the bastard, but I would sure like to know his comings and goings.”
     
    I kind of wished he’d just asked for a blowjob. I wanted to get Cami a chance to read for this part, especially since I was sure that they’d all love her as soon as they heard her, but I couldn’t double-cross my boss, no matter what I thought of him. I didn’t do that. I’d been stabbed in the back before and I wasn’t about to do that, not unless DeVon did it first. Besides, I wanted to make it in this town, not completely burn the bridges I’d made. Derrick must’ve sensed some of that about me since he’d been trying to run DeVon down with all of the comments about how he treated women, but I could tell that he wasn’t entirely sure what I’d say.
     
    The thing was, I wasn’t going to refuse. In fact, I had a plan. I nodded. “Agreed. I’ll see what I can do.”
     
    The surprised look on his face said that Derrick hadn’t expected me to go through with it. “Excellent,” he said. “I’ll have Brandy contact you to set up the read for Cami.” He held out his hand, gripping mine for a few seconds longer than necessary. “I look forward to seeing you again...very soon.”
     
    I resisted the urge to wipe my hand on my dress as I stood and I was glad I did because Derrick leaned in close, putting his mouth next to my ear.
     
    “It’s not that I don’t want to fuck your brains out, but I don’t like sloppy seconds.”
     
    My chest tightened and I took a step back. I spoke in the most sugary sweet voice I could muster. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I’ve never fucked DeVon.” The smile I was wearing was forced, as was the expression on my face as I gave Derrick a look over. “Such a shame you had to jump to conclusions. I would’ve loved playing around with you.”
     
    Before he could respond, I spun on my heel and walked away as fast as I could without looking like I was running. My temper was boiling and hot tears pricked at my eyelids. I wasn’t sure if they were because I was hurt or because I was furious. Either one was a viable option.
     
    I’d actually thought Derrick was going to be a good guy. That he was going to prove that DeVon was the exception and not the rule. I’d actually been foolish enough to believe that he was all about business, even if he had been asking me to spy on DeVon. Then he threw all of that away and showed his true colors. At least DeVon didn’t hide his intentions or couch propositions in lewd insults.
     
    I shook my head as I slid into the driver’s seat of my car. DeVon was better looking that Derrick and could have any woman he wanted, but did that really make him any better than Derrick, simply because he was hotter? Wasn’t he just using women for sex, too? Who was I kidding, entertaining the idea that DeVon could actually have feelings for me?
     
    At least I didn’t actually like him, I told myself. I was just attracted to him physically, and who could blame me? The man was walking, talking, breathing sex. An asshole, yes, but hot as hell. I didn’t want anything but a good