Free Razing Ryker (Dissonance Book 1) by Jordanna James Page A

dazed.
    “You said fucking was what you wanted to do now, but what did you want before that? Why’d you call me over if not to get laid?”
    “I wanted to celebrate.”
    “Well, we kind of did.”
    “Yeah, we did.” He raised his hand and she slapped him a limp high five before they both dropped their lifeless hands to the ground.
    “What did we just celebrate?”
    “I got a job,” he answered sleepily. “Not a great one, but it’s a good opportunity. Could be something.”
    “I got one too.”
    He turned to look at her, smiling at her beautiful flushed face. “Really? That’s great. What is it?”
    Samantha didn’t look at him. She continued to stare at the ceiling, biting the inside of her cheek. “You’re not going to like it.”
    “Why?”
    She sighed, finally turning her head to look at him. “It’s with Surrendered .”
    “What?!” Cameron sat up, suddenly wide awake. He stared down at her, stunned. “You’re kidding, right?”
    She stared back at him calmly. “No. I’m serious. They called me today and said they’d lost one of their people to another project. They need a replacement ASAP and… and Eve recommended me.”
    “Fuck,” Cameron growled, standing up and stalking out of the room.
    “I knew you’d be mad.”
    “Of course I’m fucking mad, Sam! How could you join up with her?”
    Samantha stood up and started gathering her clothes. “Because it’s a good job. Rendezvous is dead and who knows when another opportunity to be on Broadway will come up? I need to take the chance while I can.”
    “So you’re in it for the spotlight? Just like she was?”
    “Oh, fuck you,” she snapped, annoyed. “We’re all in it for the spotlight. It’s why we’re performers. Don’t get all high and mighty with me. You’re not mad that I’m trying to stay on Broadway, you’re mad because it’s Eve.”
    “Of course I’m mad because it’s Eve. She screwed us all.”
    “No one as much as you.”
    “Exactly!”
    “Right, which means no one is as mad at her as you are. Try and get some perspective.” She pulled her dress over her head and stepped into her shoes, shaking her head angrily and heading for the door. “Try being happy for me, asshole.”
    She slammed the door behind her leaving Cameron standing in the center of his world in the nude wondering at how quickly a good thing could turn bad.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN
    “You are an asshole,” Greer told Cameron, stretching out on the floor of the studio. It was different than the one they’d been in for Rendezvous . Smaller and older, but they’d only be in it for a couple of weeks as they learned Jace’s songs and dance routines. His choreographer was supposed to be there soon and Greer wondered briefly if Jace would make an appearance. Her stomach flipped at the thought of seeing him again.
    Cameron scowled at her. “You’re supposed to say Samantha is crazy and an idiot for taking that spot with Surrendered .”
    “No. You’re an asshole.”
    “Thanks a lot, pal.”
    Greer shrugged. “You came to me because you want the truth. Don’t get mad at me when you get it.”
    “No, I came to you because I wanted pity.”
    “Then you shouldn’t have come to me,” she laughed. “Go to Anna or Bryce if you want a pity party.”
    “Bryce is not comforting.”
    “No, but he loves drama and he loves to sulk. And he loves to hate Eve.”
    “That’s true.”
    “You can’t get mad at Samantha for not hating her. They were friends. Good friends. It’d be like asking me to hate you.”
    “If I did to someone what Eve did to me, you’d have every right to hate me.”
    “But I wouldn’t.”
    “That’s because you’re loyal. And don’t compare us to Eve and Samantha. We’re more than that. We’re family, not friends. We shared shelter and our last bites of food with no idea when the next was coming. The most they’ve ever shared is gossip over a mani-pedi.”
    Greer stopped her stretching to put her hands on his