The Narcissist

Chapter 19 - DETOUR

Captain Kenny informed me that Rhett was training in their family-owned gym. I sheepishly asked him for the address, in which he automatically offered that he'll take me there but I declined.

I'd rather come there prepared and alone. Good thing captain agreed to give me the address.

My phone rang as I got inside my car. "Where are you right now?" Fin demanded.

"In my car. Why?" I huffed putting my seatbelt on.

I heard him sigh in relief. "Oh good! You're on your way here, right? Please hurry up."

My eyebrows furrowed, "What?! What are you talking about? I'm going somewhere."

"Gorgeous Antoinette!! I've scheduled you a photoshoot today!! Remember?! Get your ass here!! I told you the location plenty of times already." He said exasperatedly. "Don't make me repeat myself." Then he hung up.

That's when I remembered, he did told me about the photoshoot a hundred times already.

Ugh. Rhett will have to wait.

I drove to the location of the shoot and Fin was already outside the building, tapping his foot impatiently.

"You are such a diva!" He exclaimed, puffing out a smoke from his cigarette.

I smirked at him, "I know right? They're lucky I even came here."

He rolled his eyes at me. "Get to work already."

I chuckled as we went inside the building. The glam team prepared me for my shoot, our client was not even bit slighted that I'm late. In fact, he was grateful that I even accepted this project.

Everyone was awestruck by me as we did the photoshoot, so Fin was actually happy with that.

Like him, I also take pride in my beauty and it was in our marketing strategy to make me elusive to the clients to be in-demand. So it was like I'm only modeling exclusively for this company or that brand, etc.

After the shoot, I was starving and I knew Fin would always take me out for dinner every time I did a job well done which in my case every effin' time.

"Where to?" He asked, even though I'm the one driving.

"I'm craving for pasta and pizza." I stated, maneuvering my way to my favorite pasta and pizza place.

His face was turn into disgust, "Is that all you ever eat? All that carbs is not good for you, and I'm not just saying that because I'm your manager and my need for you to be fit is vital in our work but also because I'm your bestfriend and I don't want you to die young."

It took me some time to digest what he's saying because (a) I'm concentrating on driving, (b) I'm too hungry to process what he's saying, and (c) I think I've heard him say that a thousand times before.

"That's not true. I ate vegetables the last time you went to my apartment." I defended.

He gasped animatedly, "Gogo eating vegetables?! I don't believe you."

I heartily laugh at his response, "It was quite delicious the way Rhett prepared it." I pointed out.

"He made you eat veggies in which I constantly begged you these past years to do and you declined me vehemently. I think he's a good influence on you." Fin genuinely smiled.

I smiled back, "I think so too, Fin."

"So are we still heading to that pasta and pizza place? Cause if not, I know a restaurant where they offer a healthy bar." He asked.

"Of course we are! And your treat as usual." I exclaimed.

He sighed in resignation. "Stubborn as always." He whispered.

"I heard that!" I said.

"You're meant to hear it!" He jokingly fired back.

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