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a long day, that’s all. I’m a little zoned out today.”
    “Okay, boys, playtime’s over. I actually brought you here for a reason,” Campbell interjects, crossing her arms on the table and mustering her best business expression. This must be a much more serious business conversation than we all thought.
    Everyone sits up a little straighter and zeroes in on Campbell and her announcement…except Jen, who remains glued to her menu. My eyes slowly wander from Jen back to Campbell and back again, in an attempt to gauge both of them.
    “After the photo shoot, I had flyers and demos made up to send out to media outlets. I plan on sending record labels the same promotional materials to garner more attention for you guys on this mini-tour coming up,” she begins. Of course, we all nod, as we knew that was the purpose of the shoot.
    Campbell’s serious demeanor begins to crack and a devious smile slowly shines through. “Well, let’s just say, you have been well received,” she says before shifting back into serious Campbell mode.
    “Jesus, Cam. Just spit it out already,” John sighs, his patience wearing.
    “Sorry,” she says with a giggle. “Not only has Sony Records inquired about signing you guys for a record deal after the tour, but they want to have a media exposé featuring the band done as a way to roll out the publicity if you sign with them and begin recording under the label.” She holds her glass up in the air. “Congratulations, boys. You made it!” she squeals.
    There is silence for a moment, as we let her words sink in. We sit with our mouths hanging wide open in complete shock. This announcement is the last thing I think any of us were expecting. For me, there are only two things I’ve ever wanted, a record deal and a family. Now that I may have one of those, my heart and mind can barely keep up with the emotions I’m feeling.
    “Fuck yeah!” Royce excitedly shouts, breaking the silence and allowing all of us permission to celebrate. We stand, hugging and high fiving each other. There are several moments of celebration, before Jen clears her throat and draws our attention back to the table.
    “Congratulations and everything. But, um, why in the hell am I here?” she asks Campbell.
    Campbell’s excitement fades and her serious tone takes effect once more. Cool and collected Cam looks nervous. “You see…the thing is…the label really liked the photos you took.” She cringes before continuing with the explanation. Jen begins to catch the drift of what her proposed role is and her brows pull together. “They liked them so much they want the same photographer who took them to follow the band’s shows and take all of the pictures for the exposé.”
    Jen vigorously shakes her head. “Not happening. I’m not some band aide from Almost Famous . I’m a professional photographer who did you a favor; believe me, my generosity has been stretched to the max in regards to this band.” Her eyes slide to mine as she enunciates the last bit of her sentence. I take the hint. It’s not that she’s done with the band, she’s doesn’t want to have to deal with me.
    Fuck that. I can’t let this opportunity slip through our fingers just because neither of us knows how to handle our attraction for each other. While I turn into a bumbling idiot who is one glue lick away from being required to use safety scissors and wear a teddy bear harness backpack, she wants to scare me away as a way to avoid it altogether. I refuse to let her intimidate me. I plan to chisel away at her frozen exterior, one ice chip at a time.
    “Jen, can I speak to you alone for a minute?” I ask her. Somehow, I have to convince her we both can be professional and put whatever it is between us on the back burner or extinguish it entirely. She looks at me like I’ve grown two heads. She rolls her whisky brown eyes before sliding out of the booth to stand next to me. The guys move out of our way and she ushers me to lead her