Free Seduce Me Forever (Seduce Me #4) by E. J. Adams Page A

L.A. for a few days,” she said in completing her pitch to me.
    “It would be hard for me to get away during the week with everything I have scheduled right now. A trip would also raise questions here that I am not prepared to address at the moment. I would like to explore this option with you further, but not at the risk of my current position,” I replied.
    “Understood. We were thinking that we would have you out over the weekend. The key staff have already agreed to meet with you on Saturday. Ms. Sullivan, we all believe you would be a tremendous asset at Adele. We are willing to accommodate you as much as possible.”
    As Lauren Caldwell spoke, I was finding fewer reasons not to go. A weekend getaway on the other side of the country might be just what the doctor ordered. I agreed to meeting with Adele that coming weekend.
    “Excellent news,” said Ms. Caldwell. “Give us a few hours to finalize the plans and I will email you all the details later today.”
    “That sounds fine. I look forward to meeting you this weekend,” I said.
    “The pleasure will be all of ours. See you Saturday.”
    My head was spinning. I wasn't sure how I felt about the trip. I was both excited and burdened with a tinge of guilt.
    Jacqueline had been very good to me. I was paid amazingly well, had a fabulous apartment that I shared with my best friend, and generally enjoyed living in Manhattan. The only thing that soured the whole experience was the state of things with Brandon. My relationship with Brandon had been amazing, and then he cheated. That fact complicated everything.
    I reasoned that I owed it to myself to explore my options. Once I knew what the situation at Adele looked like, I could compare that to my experience at Jacqueline . Maybe seeing Jeremy while I was in Los Angeles would also give another point of reference with respect to my personal life. I decided that going to Los Angeles for the weekend was a good choice. I'd decide on the rest later.

Chapter Two
     
    Chelsea and I sat down to dinner at our kitchen table. I had picked up a pizza from the pizzeria around the corner from our apartment. Half cheese and half anchovy. I loved anchovies. Chelsea hated them.
    I had a flashback to all the times I had shared a pizza with Phil Reed. Half anchovy and half pepperoni. No one in my life ever wanted anchovies on their half of the pizza.
    “Wow, Ash. Is it a real serious offer?”  Chelsea picked up a piece of cheese pizza and put it on her plate.
    “It sure seems to be. I'll know better this weekend,” I answered. I took a bite of my anchovy pizza.
    Chelsea made her yuck face at me.
    “I'd hate to see you move that far away, but if the job is that amazing then it may not be a bad thing for you. A fresh start.”
    “I'd miss you to pieces,” I said, “but we can visit each other often. Especially if I'm making even more than I do now. And don't worry about the apartment. I can take care of the rent until the lease is up,” I offered.
    I didn't want to force Chelsea to have to find a new apartment during the school year. I also knew that she'd need to find something much smaller and not nearly as nice, even if she found a roommate.
    “But, we don't need to worry about any of that right now. Let's cross that bridge when we come to it. I may not even take the job.”
    “Now you listen to me, Ashley Sullivan. I don't want you spending one second thinking about me or what I will do. Living in this fabulous apartment with you has been a real gift. You know it still makes me feel weird not contributing to the rent. You make the best decision for you. Period.”
    Chelsea was the greatest BFF in the world. She always thought of me first. She always had my back. The biggest downside to a possible move to Los Angeles would be moving away from her. She'd been in my life since the first day of college and now I couldn't imagine a day without her.
    “Have you decided whether you are going to call Jeremy?” Chelsea asked as