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Ryan nods and slips his phone from his pocket, and types a quick text. “Car will be here in 20.”
I suddenly feel awkward standing among the band, very aware of the difference in class between us. Here I am, a girl who has to count pennies and never goes out on a work night standing among a group of men who have more money than they know what to do with and zero responsibilities. Gareth, however, seems to be indifferent to the fact. “Thought about my offer?” he asks, his lips curving into a mischievous smile.
His smile is nice, and the bit of stubble that is present on his face adds a whole new layer of attractiveness.
“Please tell me you aren’t propositioning the publicist already, Gareth,” Olivia asks, walking over to the group.
I laugh, and she sends me a knowing look.
“Jesus, Liv. You act like I’m some predator or something. I just thought she may want to get to know her newest potential clients, you know. Get a feel for the band,” he says, putting on the innocent act. Quite convincingly, I might add.
“He wants her to get a feel, alright,” Ant mutters, and Ryan sends an elbow flying into his arm.
“Knock it off, asshole,” he growls.
“Well, you guys are doing a great job of convincing her to join you. That’s for sure,” Olivia remarks sarcastically. “Juliet, a word?”
I walk into the next room with Olivia, unsure of the direction this conversation is about to go.
“You did really great with this, and I’m not easily impressed. I like the way your mind works.”
Pride swells within me. “Wow, thank you.”
“Look, I know you’re young, but you have a real knack for this business. I really look forward to working with you in the future, and I see great things ahead.”
I want to pinch myself to make sure this is really happening. “It’s unorthodox, but I am going to make it very clear that you are to be very involved in our account with Acton PR. I understand you may not be an account manager, but it’s ideas like this that we’re looking for.”
Although it’s implied, I need to hear her say it. “You’re giving us the account?”
Olivia nods, and my hand clasps over my mouth to shut in the squeal that is threatening to jump out. I landed us the Chaotix account. Oh my God!
“We’ll start with the tour and see how Acton handles it. Then, we can discuss expanding on that relationship. I’m going to give the news to Max and Jim now, but I wanted to tell you first. They owe this to you. The guys seem to like you, too. That’s always a plus in my book.” My mouth remains open as I try to process the words coming out of her mouth.
I stand there for a few seconds, too shocked to respond. She laughs and places a hand on my arm. “You earned it, Juliet. Really.”
She leaves the room to talk with my bosses, and I relish the silence for a little longer. I’m reluctant to admit it but I do jump up and down a few times and silently scream like a little girl.
Holy shit. This is really happening.
I finally manage to compose myself and head back into the main space of the house where I left the band. I catch the tail end of a conversation with the boys that piques my interest.
“Lay off it. You aren’t screwing with her,” Ryan says to Gareth. “The publicist is off limits.”
Gareth scoffs. “Who died and made you the King, asshole? And who says I want to screw with her? She’s fucking hot and seems cool as hell. Maybe I feel a spark or whatever!”
Ryan growls and takes a step toward his bandmate.
“Dude, chill out. He was just kidding,” Ant says in a low voice, aware that a few of the crew members are now listening.
“I’m serious. Back the fuck off,” Ryan continues.
Enough of this—I inject myself into the conversation before it can go any further.
“Back off of what?” I ask, pretending not to have heard anything.
Neil just grins and looks between the three of us. “Awkward.”
“Nothing,” Gareth and Ryan say at the same time.
