Falling for the Babysitter

Chapter 35

“One day,” I tell her. “But I’m not in a rush, Anna.”

“I know.” She pouts, and for a split second, I feel bad for her. Then I remember she chose this.

As if ignoring my comments about what I want, she launches into a new plan.

“Ohh! Brent can set you up with someone from work and we could have a double date. God, I need a night out.”

She is literally the last woman I know who needs a night out. She sends Nicolette to a fancy-pants preschool, has a private chef and a personal driver.

“No thanks, and I doubt Brent would want to help me,” I snort, thinking about her husband and the way he was condescending when I told him that I wouldn’t be taking my father’s money.

“It’s because you aren’t grounded. Once you have your shit together, a husband, a house, and a 401k, then you and Brent will get along.”

I swirl my mimosa, wondering what planet my sister lives on. I love her, I do. But she’s living in a completely different galaxy.

Anna must sense my irritation because she softens her stance. “Listen, I just care about my little sister. You’re twenty-five and don’t have a plan.”

The reality TV show is going to fund my life,” I explain, circling back to where we

her hand and signals for the check. “And

“Then I guess

* * *

Well. That sucked.

supposed to eff up that interview. I was supposed to be classy and smart and current. I was supposed

a

A complete disaster.

mansion in the Hollywood Hills, not designing the interior for a cabin in the woods. My ideas were all wrong. I was

work had not prepared me for this. At all. I couldn’t be less suited

some of the work you did in the last Seattle City magazine, and

don’t have experience with this sort of design and would be

was

pinned all of my hopes

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