Chapter 3 | Kitten-1
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Chapter 3 Kitten
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Inside the elevator, Ines punctuated each word by hitting the back of her head against the cold steel of the wall behind her.
She winced and rubbed the spot on her scalp that had made contact with the hard surface. It hurt, but she deserved it. She should have called ahead to confirm the appointment. If she had, she wouldn't have just broken into a stranger's apartment. Okay, so the receptionist did tell her she was expected. But maybe he thought she was someone else.
However, that was not the problem. Her concern was Kilborne himself. He now knew her name. What if she ran into him again? As first impressions went, it was a disaster. She did not come off as very professional, and he was a film producer of some renown. What if he let on that she was some crazy woman who barged into people's homes uninvited? She'd be lucky to get a job passing around call sheets.
Her heart sank. There goes my career.
The man at the reception desk averted his eyes when he saw her and was suddenly very engrossed reading a large binder that was propped open on the desk.
It seemed odd that he didn't have anything to say to her. She half-expected to be questioned by security before they would let her leave. It seemed no one cared.
She hurried outside and waited on the front steps for the valet to return with the car.
Maybe she was making too big a deal out of this. Kilborne was a busy man. In his line of work, he must meet lots of people, most of them famous or important.
Surely he'd have forgotten all about this incident by tomorrow. In fact, he'd probably already forgotten her as soon as he tossed her out of his apartment.
She nodded to herself. Yes, definitely. There was no need to worry about Kilborne. It was best to just put all this behind her.
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