Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(32)

I look at the time and see that I only have an hour before my interview. This is going to suck big time. I’m sitting at the kitchen counter with my iPad in front of me, my phone on my left, a huge cup of caramel coffee on my right and a cronuts from yesterday in my hand. I eat them, not wanting to let them go to waste, but it’s bittersweet. I was supposed to share them with Spencer. I sigh and try to come up with some questions that would make it sound like I know what I’m talking about but my mind isn’t into it at all. I jump when my phone starts ringing. I’m so focused on my staring competition with my iPad willing the questions to just appear on the screen that I’m not paying attention to my surroundings. I answer the call instantly, not checking the caller ID.

“Hey Spence,” I say cheerily.

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but it’s not Spencer, it’s Jensen.” A voice chuckles down the phone.

“Jensen?” I ask confused.

“Untamed Shadows?”

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry.” I laugh nervously.

“No worries, I’m calling because we’re going to have to postpone the interview. We had a gig out of state and our van has broken down so we won’t make it back in time. We are all sorry to do this to you.” He sighs, I can tell by his voice that he feels bad.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make a short note in the magazine that it’ll be postponed to the next issue. How was the show though?”

“Are you sure that’s okay? We don’t want you to get into trouble.”

“I’m sure, don’t worry.” I smile, relieved that I don’t have to focus on work today.

“Did you forget to prepare for the interview?” he asks.

“Maybe?” We both end up laughing. “I’m so sorry, something came up in my personal life and I just couldn’t focus and come up with some questions other than the generic ones you always get.”

“Ha! Knew it.” He laughs. “Don’t worry, we’re used to the same questions. Glad we could be of help so you don’t have to work on a Sunday.”

“You guys are the best. When are you back in town next?” I ask before taking a sip of my coffee.

“Let me check quickly.” I hear him look through some papers. “We’re back in two weeks. Is that alright for you and your schedule?”

“Yes, that’s perfect, I’ll be able to ask you questions about the mini tour then. This has actually worked out really well for the both of us.” I smile at this nice turn of events.

“Great. We’re all looking forward to it. I hope your personal problem fixes itself soon.”

“Ah, thank you. I hope so too.”

“Talk soon, I’ll let you know closer to the time if we have anymore issues like this.”

“Hopefully you won’t but yes, I’d appreciate it. Talk soon.” We hang up and I sigh with relief as I turn off my iPad and put it to the side. At least I don’t have to worry about this for a couple of weeks. I grab my phone and write a quick email to my boss telling him about the postponed interview and why it was necessary, explaining how it’ll be after their first major show in Denver and that it actually works out for the better because it would give more depth to the article if I can get their thoughts on touring. Hopefully he won’t mind.

I grab my laptop, phone and coffee and sit on the couch, turning on the TV for some background noise before I start yet more research and reply to a couple of emails. Might as well get this out of the way and keep myself busy so I’m not constantly thinking about Spencer.

I get so sucked into work that I don’t realize how long I’ve been sat there and by the time I actually take a break, it’s starting to get dark outside. I check my phone and see it’s already six and I still haven’t heard from Spencer.

I take a quick bathroom break and of course that’s the moment someone picks to ring the intercom.

“Hold on a minute! For f*ck’s sake.” I mumble under my breath and rush to answer as the person keeps ringing it. At first I think it’s Spencer, even if he has a key to my place, he still keeps buzzing to be let in. I answer and see Matt’s face pop up on the screen, my smile falters slightly. “Hey Matt.”

“Hey Gorgeous, care to let me up? I have food and wine!” He sings down the camera at me.

“Sure.” I giggle as he makes some funny faces. “It’s a good look on you, Matt.”

“I know, any look is good on myself. Be up in two.” He disappears from view. I open the door an inch so he can get in whenever he makes it up the stairs whilst making sure Bernard can’t escape. I use the two minutes it takes for him to get up here to tidy up the place so it doesn’t look like I’ve been sat on my ass all day.

“Knock, knock.” His cheery voice resonates in the apartment.

“Hey there.” I smile walking to him.

“Looks like someone is having a rough Sunday.” He sets everything down and hugs me.

“More like a rough weekend.” I sigh and hug him back.

“Trouble with the neighbor?” He looks at me and raises his eyebrow. “Something needs to be done about your eyebrows, I’m sure that’s why you’re all mopey.” He shakes his head looking serious as ever.

“Leave my eyebrows alone.” I frown.