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this was more
pressure and more responsibility than anything I'd ever faced before. It was
going to take every ounce of my focus.
    Still, I'd never been one to shy away from a challenge
or take the bull by the horns, as Eddie liked to say. And while this was the
biggest, fiercest bull I'd ever had to wrestle, I was confident I would fight him
to the ground.
    If I was being honest with myself, I was more
intimidated by the way Asher had been looking at me, how he'd bristled—almost
palpably—when he'd first caught sight of the picture of me and Eddie on my
desk.
    And, I couldn't deny that I'd caught myself staring a
bit too long at him a few times while we'd been talking. His perfectly
touchable hair, his strong square jaw, and those piercing, amber eyes were hard
not to stare at. Not to mention the hard muscles rippling ever so subtly
beneath his tailored suit.
    I couldn't deny there was something between us. A
chemistry that seemed to lie just beneath the surface. But the fact was, Asher struck
me as cocky, almost arrogant, so self-assured in his wealth and power that it
felt as if he thought that he could use his status to get anyone to do practically
anything. And that set me on edge. I'm a strong-willed and often stubborn
person, myself. I could already see the possibility there would be occasions in
which we'd butt heads. It was going to be an interesting working relationship.
    It certainly had been an interesting few days, that
much I couldn’t deny. I wasn't sure if interesting was quite what I needed in
my life at that particular point, but interesting was what I was about to get. All
I could do was roll with it.

 
    ***

 
    I was two days into my first official project and it
was all I could do to maintain some semblance of focus. There I was, still in
my office at eight o' clock in the evening, and I had only completed two-thirds
of the day's work. I felt as if an out-of-control truck had been speeding
through my brain, wrecking everything in its path. To say I was exhausted was
an understatement.
    Still, I'd signed on with full knowledge that this job
would be an incredible challenge and that it would mold me into a true force to
be reckoned with in the PR world. That was what I wanted, after all.
    At least, that’s what I kept reminding myself.
    Life was simpler that way, even if my stress levels
were at an all-time high. Work stress and emotional stress were two entirely
different beasts, and I felt as if I was far better equipped to deal with the
former…especially after Jacob and what I had been through with him.
    Jacob. The name still sent ripples down my spine, only
not in the delightful, weak-at-the-knees way it once had. Those warm and fuzzy
ripples had morphed into chills of dread, of anger, of pain.
    I shook the thought of him from my mind. I couldn't
allow his memory to snake its way into my world. I had to focus on work. And at
the rate it was going, it seemed as if I would be there until well after
midnight, only to have to start again at eight a.m. the next day. I tried to
force my thoughts back to something productive. Just as I was succeeding,
however, my phone rang.
    I let out an exasperated sigh. “Who the hell is
calling me now? How am I going to get all this work done tonight?”
    I picked up the phone with the intention of cutting
off the call and switching the device off so I wouldn't be bothered again, but
then I saw who was calling.
    I smiled and answered.“Eddie! How’s my favorite
sibling?”
    “Great, Peanut, just great. We just laid down an epic
track for the new album. I think it could be one of the singles.”
    “That's awesome!”
    “Yeah, I’m pretty stoked. That’s why I’m calling. I
was wondering if you wanted to come out with me and the guys to have a beer or
two to celebrate?”
    “Aw, Ed, I'd love to, but there's no way I can make it
tonight.”
    “Why is that?”
    “I'm swamped with work. It's seriously looking like
I'm gonna be at the office until well