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"B-but… I’ve never managed a campaign on my own."
"Nothing like learning on the job. Besides, I’ll only be a phone call away. You can call me anytime you need guidance." Zara smiles. "I have every faith in you," she declares.
Abby’s flush deepens. "O-okay."
"I’m sure you’ll have this under control in no time."
"Umm. Okay?" Abby says with hesitation.
Zara jerks her chin in my direction. "And you...” She shakes her head. “You’d better cooperate with whatever plan Abby devises. Remember, she’s the PR expert here."
"Whatever you say, sis."
Zara’s frown deepens. "I mean it, Cade. You’d better not give Abby a rough time."
But what if she likes it rough? What if she likes being manhandled? What if she likes to be taken so hard, she falls apart, only to be put back together in a form that reflects my deepest proclivities?
"Cade, do you hear me?" Zara’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
"Of course, Z. Don’t worry yourself. Abby and I will take care of this together." I straighten, then glance toward Abby, who’s definitely gone paler in the last few seconds.
"No funny business." Zara stabs her finger at me. "And if I hear anything about you being hard on Abby—"
I wince.Don’t think about the word 'hard' in relation to Abby. Not when you’re talking with your sister. For fuck’s sake, man, get a grip on your imagination.
"You’ll have me to deal with me." Zara rolls her shoulders. "Right, I’m out of here then." She disconnects the call.
Isla drops her phone into her bag. "Before I forget, the manager of the club has agreed to let you use this office for another hour," she offers.
“Thanks, Isla, I owe you one.” Abby kisses Isla’s cheek.
“Nonsense, you take care of yourself, and call if you need anything.” She nods in my direction, then pivots and leaves.
Ava glances between us. "Guess I should be getting along then."
"Thanks for bringing my bag." Abby gives her a small wave.
Ava walks over and kisses her. "Anytime, babe." She steps back, then turns and waves at me. "Good to have met you, Cade."
“I can stay if you want.” Mira raises her chin in Abby’s direction. “Just say the word, Abby, and I’ll wait until you’re done with your meeting.”
Abby hesitates, then slowly shakes her head. “I’m good.”
Mira scowls. “You sure?”
“No, really, I’m fine,” Abby replies.
“Hmm.” Mira looks at me, then back at her. “I can totally wait for you downstairs.”
Abby’s lips curve slightly. “I’m good, I promise.”
“I’ll make sure to drop her home,” I add.
“Hmm…” Mira stabs her finger in my direction. “You’d better treat her right.”
What is it with these women tonight?I raise my hand. “I promise.”I’ll treat her the way she likes it.
With a last look at me, Mira heads out of the room. The door snicks shut behind her.
