Chapter 5
Nick? Aria? Mating?
Nick
"I can't believe I still haven't been caught," I said over dinner.
"That was a flag," Hunter replied as he grabbed another slice of pizza, "Go knock on wood or something."
"But still…"
"Shut up, shut up, we're not talking about it," he said.
"Instead," he reached for his laptop and opened the file explorer, "Explain these."
I choked on my soda at the sight of Aria's underwear photos.
"How did you…?" I was panicking.
He ejected the memory card, and handed it over to me, "You should be careful with it."
"Thanks."
We were quiet and I continued eating my food. I noticed he was still staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"He asks what, unbelievable." He shook his head, "Spill it, how did you get them."
"I took them and yes, she let me."
"It doesn't make any sense, why would she let you do that in the first place?"
I narrated the entire day to him.
"Wait… the Bella was there? Like from the gravure magazine?" he asked when I was done, "Man you're super lucky."
Of course, that would be what he’d be interested in. I didn't tell him that Bella's pictures were also on the memory card.
"Aren't things with your boss progressing a little too fast," he asked, "I'm not saying it's a bad thing. In fact, I'm proud of you for seeing her this naked so far."
"Uh, thanks?"
"Like I said, just try to be careful tomorrow and beyond." He added, "Women in power tend to detectives when they're being lied to."
"I'll be careful."
The Following Day
“Alright,goodnews boys,"Michael walkedinw ith a big smile, "Loid Garfield wants us to be in charge of all his designs for his campaign. Now he's paying a lot of money for this so we can't afford to slip up."
"Yes sir," the design team and I chorused.
“Alright we’ll be having his public relation team join us on Zoom for a brief meeting,” he informed, “They’ll be telling us what they want us to draw but for the sake of speed, we shall come up with ours first and have them tell us what they think.” He took a seat, “Alright I believe everyone has a draft paper? Good, now scribble.” We had started drawing our various ideas when Alyson came in and whispered something to Michael.
“Uhm, Nickcouldyoucomewith me?”Michaelasked, “Itwouldseemourattention is needed.”
“Oh, sure,” I put down my draft paper.