My Aussie Guy - Liz Lovelock Page 0,57

hometown out of my mind and living there was always a constant reminder of what had happened to Abby.

The anniversary of her death is coming up soon. I miss her every day and the pain is still unbearable at times. I find myself waking up crying some nights. The memory of that part of my life is always fresh in my mind, a constant reminder to never trust a guy, no matter how great he may seem.

It was our shared dream to move to New York, work and party it up while we were young. Maybe even travel around a little. We always had a fascination with Europe, especially Italy, but now it’s just me. I feel lost and alone some days.

I have met some great people since moving here. There’s Felicity, or Flick, as I like to call her. She works at the recruitment company that I applied to when I first moved here. We clicked right away. She loves hearing me talk with my Aussie accent. My family moved to America when Abby and I were eighteen. Dad got a transfer in the Army, so we moved to Philadelphia. Dad was away most of the time, but Mum, Abby, and I settled in pretty well in our new home state. It’s just Mum and Dad at home now since Dad retired. We got our green cards and decided to stay.

Flick figured I knew nothing about New York, which I didn’t, so she took me under her wing, showing me the great restaurants, nightclubs, and the best shopping spots. I can’t believe the hot guys around. I still keep my distance, but can’t help looking.

She has been putting my name in for all the high paying jobs, which is great, although nothing has come of it yet.

Hopefully, today will be my lucky day, I think as my stomach begins swarming with butterflies at the thought of today’s interview. The meeting is with Case Constructions, a building development company, as a Personal Assistant to the head honcho. I know there will be plenty of other worthy applicants. Here’s hoping.

Then there is Liam, smart, sexy, funny Liam. I get a little heart flutter thinking about him. We met on my first night out on the town with Flick. It was a pretty big night, with lots of tequila shots and dancing. Next thing I remember is waking up at home with Flick beside me in my bed. I walked into the living area and nearly died at the sight of this unknown shirtless guy asleep on my couch. Totally freaked, I ran back to my room, waking Flick up. I literally had to lift her up by her shoulders to shake her awake. While still half asleep, she proceeded to tell me how I’d invited him to stay, as his place was an hour out of town. And so began the adventures of Flick, Liam, and Melodi.

Liam is a legal aid. I’m sure he has a thing for Flick, and either she’s blind or just isn’t interested. When they’re together, they flirt like nobody’s business. But then if there’s another guy who shows interest, she brushes Liam off—the poor fella. I think I might need to intervene there a little, but right now, I think I should get a few more hours sleep. Rolling over, placing my phone back on to the bedside table, and pulling my blankets up, I snuggle back into my large comfy bed.

Then the wonderful feeling of wandering off into dreamland sets in.

Glancing at my watch for the hundredth time, I struggle to sit still. There’s still three girls to go, plus myself. There were seven of us here for interviews. Nerves are beginning to kick in. My stomach feels likes there’s a million butterflies waiting to escape up to my throat and out my mouth.

Case Constructions is in a big, snazzy, high-rise building. It has maybe thirty floors, although, not all are Case Construction. I was worried that I might not get off on the right floor it’s that big.

I really hate interviews, but I really need this job. I can’t keep relying on Mum and Dad to pay for everything, especially my nights out on the town.

When I walked into the room where the other girls were waiting, I felt all their eyes on me, kind of like they were sizing me up. I took the first seat closest to the door. That way, I was out of the line of fire from all the