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all to look the way she looks, it's effortless with her.
                  “I didn't expect it. Oh, you should have seen him, so cute.” Charles was very cute. I tried not to think about Braxton and his very blue eyes.
                  “And you said he's friends with that sexist pig?” Also, a very big feminist. When I mentioned Braxton Wright, she got so angry. I nodded and grabbed a chocolate chip muffin that Callie got from a Pennington bakery. She knows who I'm related to.
                  “He doesn't seem to share the same qualities. But maybe I'll find out more on our date tomorrow.” I smile.
                  “I wonder if he's good in bed.”
                  “I hope so, it'd be a shame if he wasn't.”
                  She placed the brownies on a plate and handed them to me. In the last three months, I've gained ten pounds, half of it had gone straight to my ass. That was a result of eating bad and hardly getting exercise other than the dance classes I teach.
                  “You're making me fat.”
                  “How? This is probably the first meal you've had since yesterday. I swear, you need to eat better.”
                  “Lets no talk about my eating habits, please, or I will stop eating these brownies.” I put a whole brownie in my mouth.
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
    Braxton Wright
                  “I'm done.” I pushed the computer away from me, and my editor, Mark, takes a look at the last pages we just edited together.
                  “Looks fantastic. I'll read it all over tonight, make sure we're not missing anything else, and I'll send it to printing as soon as I finish. It will be ready to read in the morning, and you'll have the meeting with our head honcho.” I chuckled. I didn't really understand all of the American mannerisms, but I understood I would be having a meeting with the big boss.
                  “It's been a pleasure editing with you.”
                  “Anytime, and the pleasure is all mine. You're Braxton Wright, for gods sake. I've been reading your blog for a long time.” I smile.
                  “Good to hear you're a fan.”
                  “Anyway, I won't take up more of your time. I know your agent has you on a strict schedule so you can do it all.” I shake his hand and stand.
                  “I'll see you tomorrow, good day.” As I came out of Marks office, I run into Charles. He was on the phone. I hear the name Ashton.
                  “Want to get a bite to eat before? I know the best burger place here in New York.” Pause. “Great, pick you up at six, sound good?” Pause. “See you then. Goodbye, Ashton.”
                  “Well, I see you're not in a hurry to get me out of here.” Charles looks up at me and rolls his eyes.
                  “Stop being so pissy because I asked her out before you. Plus, by the looks of it, it sounded like she didn't really like you. I mean, did you see how she barely acknowledged you?” Charles knew how to push my buttons.
                  “She looked like a mess coming off of that elevator, I wouldn't want to touch that with a ten foot pole unless she was well groomed.”
                  “You're such an arse, Brax. She was hot, mess or not, and if she looks that well messy, imagine how hot she'll look all dolled up.” He had a point.
                  “I'm starving and done talking about her.” Charles followed me to the taxi, and didn't bring her up again.
     
                  There was a taxi idled outside of my grandfathers building, I spotted the braid and I smirked realizing who it was. She seemed to trip over her own two feet, and I chuckled. Ashton spots me and glares at me.
                  “Gross.”