She should’ve been dancing and singing in celebration. The glasses and bottle of champagne sat outside his office door on Josie’s desk, untouched. He hated how the executives had mentioned her dad right in the middle of the deal, but he had tried to warn her. The truth was, he wouldn’t have done his negotiations with the record company any differently. He was a damn good agent, and he’d poured everything, and a lot extra, into getting her a deal. He would’ve used Cooper Heart’s name all over again if he had to. The suggestion of Gillian and her dad collaborating had been a surprise to him too, but it’d made him want to stand up and whoop. It was more than he could’ve bargained for, and any other client would have been elated, but Gillian wasn’t any client. He was in love with her, and he sure hated the way she sat in his office right now, looking like someone had just punched her. “I’m so sorry, darlin’. But you have to understand. Sometimes a small thing like that can make the difference between a record company signing one client over another.
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