Page 107 of One Night in Vegas


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“Jon, you’re looking at me,” she said.

“Yes, yes, I am.”

“Stop,” she hissed. “I bet you’re hard right now, aren’t you?”

I grinned and slowly nodded. “Yep.”

“Stop it. We are at work. You can’t do that.”

“It’s not like I planned it,” I said. “You’re just so hot.”

She rolled her eyes. “Did you hear anything I said about your schedule?”

“I heard every word,” I assured her.

“Good. I need to get back to my desk. That phone is crazy this morning.”

“Always is after a launch,” I said, shrugging.

“I’ve got more journalists hoping to get five minutes with you,” she said. “That’s actually what they say. Is it real? Can I give them five minutes or is five minutes code for an hour?”

“I think I’m good with media,” I said. “Unless it’s one of the big ones, we’ve got enough publicity.”

“My friend in marketing would say you can never have enough,” she replied.

“Forward the requests to marketing and they will send out the canned response that’s already been prepared,” I told her.

She nodded and tapped on the tablet screen. “Got it.”

“Did you get the memo?”

“What memo?” she asked.

“About the cruise,” I said.

She looked up at me. “What? You sent that?”

“Of course,” I replied. “It came from my email.”

“I know, but I thought it was a joke or a scam,” she said. “I sent it to spam.”

“Hey!” I protested. “I wrote that all by myself.”

“What was it about?”

I frowned. “It said what it was about.”

“A cruise? An actual cruise on a boat?”

“A yacht, yes,” I said.

“Why? Why would you do that after we just got back from Vegas? It seems like overkill.”

“We work hard,” I said. “Everyone here has been busting their ass and working toward this launch for the last six months. Yesterday could have been really bad. I believe in rewarding hard work. Work hard, play hard.”

“A cruise?” she repeated.

“Yep, and the part about plus-one does not apply to you,” I added.

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