I roll my eyes and plop down on the edge of the seat next to him, doing my best to scoot the further away from him. He throws his arm around my shoulders, and my skin crawls.
“Ugh.” I throw his arm off me. “Please don’t touch me.”
This amuses him. He leans in toward me and whispers, “Come on, Anna. You need to get used to me touching you because I’ll be doing it a lot on camera.”
I want to argue with him and tell him that there’s no way that’s going to happen, but Mr. Silverman has already made it perfectly clear that a romance with Rex on camera is in the cards for me.
I twist my head away from Rex, and he chuckles darkly as he settles back into his seat.
“Okay, Anna,” Vicky says as she swivels her chair to face me. “I’m sure you know why you’re here, so let’s get right down to the storyline, shall we?”
“Okay.” I fold my arms across my chest, knowing full well that I’ll absolutely hate whatever comes out of her mouth.
“Tonight, we’re going to send you out with Rex and another lady we’ve brought on as an employee. Rex informs me you’ve already met Deena.”
Great.
When I thought things couldn’t get any worse, Deena gets thrown into the mix.
Vicky awaits a response from me, but when she sees that she won’t be getting one, she adjusts her black-rimmed glasses and continues, “The two of you ladies will accompany Rex out to the ring, and you both will be a part of the Fire Phenomenal X support group, being sympathetic to Rex. The three of you will be leading a fictional protest to get Phenomenal X out of Tension for good.”
My mouth falls open. “That’s the most absurd idea I’ve ever heard. The fans will hate that, and I will not—”
“Need I remind you, Ms. Cortez, that you are under contract? You must follow the script we provide, or we will have cause to remove you from the company.”
Her threat is clear. I need to go along with this or get fired. And if I’m fired, Mr. Silverman will not allow me back into the building when Xavier’s suspension is lifted.
I take a deep breath. Being a part of a group in this scenario is better than being in a fake relationship with Rex.
I clear my throat. “So, I just walk into the ring with Rex and Deena and stand there? Is that all I do?”
“For now,” Vicky replies coolly. “Feel free to improvise if you think something will strengthen the plotline for the rivalry between X and Rex. We need to get the fans excited about an epic showdown between the two.”
“Got it,” I answer solemnly. “Anything else?”
She eyes me over the top of her glasses for a moment and then shakes her head. “That’s it. You may go.”
Without another word, I hop up from the chair and race through the door, relieved a little that I won’t be kissing Rex tonight like he threatened, but I still have this looming feeling that I’ve only temporarily escaped it.
Chapter 20
Anna
My cell vibrates, alerting me to a new text, so I quickly check the message folder.
Pearl: Your costume is ready. Come see me to get fitted.
My heart sinks when it doesn’t end up being Xavier responding to my earlier attempts of reaching him. I know we’ve been bickering a little, but he’s never gone this long without contacting me. The last time I heard from him was last night when he responded with the message that he was going to bed.
I fully expect him to call me before I go out solo on my first show, but so far, he hasn’t, so I decide to try him again one more time.
Anna: Checking in. Hope you’re all right. Super nervous about the show tonight. Would love to hear your voice before I go out there.
I stuff the phone into my back pocket as I head down the long hallway in an attempt to find where Pearl is set up backstage.
“You lost, Anna?” Brian’s voice cuts through my thoughts as I pass by him, half-dazed.
I grimace. “Wardrobe?”
“Come on.” Brian motions with his hand. “Pearl’s set up right down the hall.” He casually tosses the championship belt over his shoulder as he walks with me. “How are you holding up without X being around? Anyone giving you any problems?”
Rex’s and Deena’s faces both immediately come to mind, but I