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One More Promise (Band on the Run #2)(7)
Author: Samantha Chase

   Daisy’s loud gasp cut her off.

   “What? What’s the matter?”

   Daisy glanced at the list and then at Paige before her gaze returned to the piece of paper. “Did you see who’s on here?”

   “Um…yeah. Sort of. Maybe. Why?”

   “Dylan Anders is on here! Oh my God! I can’t believe it! I love him!” She jumped to her feet again. “Do you think he’s going to do it? Did Ariel mention if she’d talked to him already? If he comes here, I think I’ll die. No…no…I know I’ll die! Oh my God…Dylan Anders!” she cried and began to fan herself with the paper. “That man is sex on a stick!”

   Paige sighed. Great. Just what she needed—sex on a stick when she hadn’t had sex since…well… Heck. When was the last time she’d had sex?

   “He’s got great arms! Oh my gosh, have you seen them? I bet he has great hands too! He must, from playing bass! And he looks incredible in jeans and when he’s all scruffy—he’s one of those guys who can totally pull that off and make it look incredibly hot, you know? But oh…that would be amazing if Ariel got him! Don’t you think it would be amazing?”

   “Not five minutes ago we were talking about how her list was ridiculous!” Paige snapped. “And now one look at a name of some random guitar player—”

   “Bass player.”

   “Whatever! One look at a name on a page and all of a sudden Ariel’s right and I’m wrong?”

   Daisy gave her a patient smile. “No one said you were wrong, Paige. I just think this could be, you know, exciting! Rock stars and authors. It could make for a very cool campaign. You’d be appealing to a wider demographic this way, wouldn’t you?”

   Dammit, she didn’t want Ariel to be right. She didn’t want this to be a good idea at all. This was her baby. Her brainchild. She’d worked for weeks perfecting everything down to the tiniest detail, and her sister, being her typical self, just happened to stumble upon a great idea? How unfair was that?

   “Look, I’m not saying what she did was right,” Daisy went on. “I just think that maybe, this one time, she might have happened upon a good idea.” She shrugged. “It’s up to you what you want to do with it. You’re the one who’s going to make it great.”

   Paige gently face-planted on the desk. “I don’t know what to do with it,” she mumbled. “If I agree with her, she’s going to be so smug. And if I don’t go along with it and the campaign fails, then it will all come back on me how I screwed up because of my ego.”

   “I certainly wouldn’t want to be in your shoes.”

   Slowly, Paige lifted her head and gave her assistant a stern glare. “Thanks.”

   “Why don’t I get you a bottle of water and some ibuprofen and close the doors so you can concentrate? I won’t let anyone in unless it’s an emergency and I’ll hold all your calls. How does that sound?”

   “Make the water a soda and throw in a bag of chips and you’ve got a deal.”

   Daisy left and, for a minute, Paige let the silence wash over her. It was after three in the afternoon and a Friday. Would it be a bad thing for her to pack it in and call it a day? She had a feeling that maybe she’d get more accomplished and perhaps think a little clearer about this list of potential celebrities if she was someplace a little more soothing. Peaceful.

   And not her office.

   That was the key.

   If she was going to relax and look at the situation objectively, she knew she needed to put a little effort into unwinding. Maybe she’d leave and stop at the grocery store on the way home and find something fun to make for dinner—and grab some cake or brownies for dessert. And wine! Yes, a nice bottle of wine to get her through the weekend would help with the situation.

   Looking around her office, she spotted her satchel and immediately snapped it up and began organizing papers, folders, and reports and stuffing them inside. With a quick glance at her emails, she noted that there wasn’t anything urgent waiting for her, and without an ounce of guilt, she shut down her computer. Walking around the room, Paige scooped up her phone, her charger, and the small stack of books she had on a corner table that she’d been meaning to bring home.

   Once everything was packed, she scanned the room one more time and was pleased to see that she had everything she needed. At the thought of leaving early, the tension began to ease from her shoulders, which she rolled to confirm that fact. All she needed to do was let Daisy know. No need to tell anyone else—it wasn’t as if she punched a clock. Everyone worked crazy hours as needed and no one ever questioned her whereabouts. Not that she ever took advantage of it, but it was a nice perk.

   “Okay, boss! Here’s your soda and… What are you doing? Are you going somewhere?” Daisy asked as soon as she stepped into the office.

   “I have decided to head home and look over this stuff and try to make sense of it all. You know I see things more objectively when I’m not stressed.”

   Daisy smiled and then sighed. “I wish you weren’t tense all the time. You’re so good at your job, and you know everyone here thinks the world of you. It wouldn’t be such a bad thing for you to just…relax!”

   “That’s why I’m leaving early. I’m going to go home and unwind and…”

   “Do some yoga? I love doing yoga. It really helps me—”

   “No yoga,” Paige interrupted before the story went any further. “I’m going to pick up something good to make for dinner, something yummy for dessert, and some wine.”

   “Yoga’s better for you.”

   “You relieve stress your way, and I’ll relieve it my way. Okay?” she asked, forcing a smile on her face.

   “Fine. Go and grill a cow or eat a vat of ice cream. See if I care. I’m going to do hot yoga tonight and maybe a Zumba class in the morning.”

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