Emily looks at me questioningly, even as she drapes herself across Nix’s lap. His arms go around her to squeeze and my heart warms just looking at the love between those two.
“What are you going to do?” she asks.
Taking the last sip of my coffee, I head back to my room to take a shower. “I’m going to destroy her and when I’m through, she’ll wish she never met Linc Caldwell.”
7
My stomach is in knots. My lifestyle editor just called me at home and told me that the Senior Editor, Glenn Selly, wants to see me in his office immediately. She wouldn’t say what it was about, but I could tell by the tone in her voice she knew. And that sort of pisses me off that she won’t give me any information that could help me get prepared for this impromptu meeting.
It’s a Sunday and no one gets called in to see the Editor on a Sunday unless trouble is brewing. I make it to The Post in record time and walk inside with lead feet, knowing in my heart of hearts that this has something to do with the article I did on Linc. I need to be tough and prepared to stand my ground though. I’ve done nothing wrong.
As I near Mr. Selly’s office, the glass walls reveal him in serious discussion with another man. His face looks grave and the other man’s back is to me, but I can tell from his build and hairstyle that it’s Linc Caldwell sitting in there.
No surprise there.
Mr. Selly waves me in. I throw my shoulders back confidently and enter the lion’s den. Linc actually politely stands up when I enter. The look on his face is impassive and reveals no clue as to why he is here. But I’m sure he’s pissed.
“Sit down, Miss Montgomery.”
I take the seat beside Linc, who sits down after I do.
Nice manners...for a pig.
“Miss Montgomery...Mr. Caldwell is here because of the article you did on him. He’s very upset and says your allegations are unfounded. He is threatening to sue the paper.”
Oh, boy. Here goes.
“I stand by my piece, Mr. Selly. My facts are accurate and my opinion is my own. I made very clear that this was an opinion piece.”
I hear Linc snort beside me but I don’t take my eyes off of Mr. Selly. I need him to stand behind me on this.
Mr. Selly picks up the newspaper sitting on his desk and starts reading it out loud, “Just a few minutes before meeting me, I watched as Mr. Caldwell kissed on a half-naked woman. Then just a mere half hour into our interview, he had the temerity to hit on me, which I politely shut down. Not to be deterred, he moved on to a third woman who claims they got pretty down and dirty with one another. I finally witnessed him finishing off the night with a fourth woman in a very compromising position.”
He puts the paper down and pinches the bridge of his nose with this fingers. “Mr. Caldwell says this is completely untrue the way you spun it. And even though this article was an opinion piece, you still have to have your facts to support it.”
“What doesn’t he think is true?” I ask.
Linc finally pipes up. “Well, let’s start with your first lie and I’ll continue on from there. I kissed the knuckles of a woman who was wearing a bathing suit at a beach party. I did not hit on you but asked you out to dinner, which you declined and which I did not bother to follow up. I have no clue what you mean by getting down and dirty with a third. The fourth woman you reference is true. There was only one woman that night in my bed.”
I look at him with superior authority, knowing that I’m getting ready to crush his smug attitude. He may have me on the knuckle-kiss, but he can’t deny the rest. “I clearly heard a woman say that she gave you a b**w j*b not long after asking me out.”
I hear Mr. Selly curse under his breath. I don’t know if he’s offended by my language but I need to be adamant and strong. He needs to understand what I saw and that my facts are clear.
Linc’s eyebrows raise but he does nothing more than offer me a lazy grin. When those two dimples pop out, I want to lick my lips in response and that thought maddens me. I shake my head slightly to clear it and try to focus on what Linc is saying.
“The woman who said she gave me a b**w j*b is lying. That did not happen and you never bothered to check that fact with me. As to the other woman, that is my private business and you were intruding into the privacy of my bedroom, where you had no right to be. Unless...of course...you’re into that sort of thing, Miss Montgomery. Watching other people, that is.”
Heat rushes up my neck and settles into my cheeks. I start sputtering. “Of course I don’t do that. It was a mistake and I left as soon as I saw what was going on.”
“So you say,” Linc responds sardonically, flicking his hand at me as if he was waving away an annoying gnat.
I lose control of my temper. “I don’t appreciate the insinuation you’re making, Mr. Caldwell. You know nothing about me.”
That lazy smile on his face is replaced by a look of pure malice. At least there are no more lickable dimples to distract me. “Now you know how it feels to have someone judge you based on a misrepresentation of facts. Doesn’t feel too great, does it?”
I gasp but before I can retort, Mr. Selly cuts in. “Miss Montgomery, Mr. Caldwell also says it’s untrue that he said he gets women by flashing his abs and bank account. He says that was a joke made in jest and that you recognized it as such when it was said.”
I groan inwardly because that is absolutely correct. I knew when Linc made that quip that he was joking, yet I turned those words against him. I don’t know what to say because now I’m starting to realize that I may have let my anger get the better of me when writing this article.