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We’re a last minute entry in the bidding
process. They’d set that deadline a month ago.”
    “That’s just one week away!” John, one of the
copywriters on Team Rob said with a groan. The room grew noisy with sounds of
agreement and muttered side conversations.
    Rob clapped his hands together. “OK, people,
listen up. Drop whatever projects you’re working on now. Jagz is priority
number one. We’re going to have to work over the weekend and pull some
all-nighters to meet the deadline. I want both teams back here at three o’clock
for the conference call. In the meantime, dig up everything you can on Jagz
Vodka, its parent company, its previous ad campaigns, etcetera, etcetera.”
    “Do we know who will be on the call from their
side?” Kayla asked as everyone began rising from their seats.
    “Sean Bannister is the CMO,” Mike replied. “It
will just be him and some of his marketing team, I believe. Jason Armitage is
the CEO of Jagz Enterprises. This is just one of several businesses that he
owns. I’m not sure how hands on he’ll be with this project so I doubt he’ll be
on the call.”
     
     “Hey, Mags, thanks again
for your work on the Goldfinch ad. If we land this Jagz deal, I owe you big time.”
    Maggie blushed. “It was a team effort, Mike. But
thanks, I appreciate your kind words.”
     “I really like that color on you by the way.”
With a cocky grin and a wave he walked away.
    “Tell me he did not just hit on you,”
Samantha whispered.
    “I think that was a definite hit,” Dan confirmed.
“Though I’m not sure if he was talking about the color of your face or your
dress.”
    Samantha laughed. “If you blush any harder, Mags ,
your face will match your hair.”
    Maggie rolled her eyes. “Knock it off, guys. We’ve
got a ton of work to do before the call.”
    They both smirked like a pair of matching
bookends.
    “ Seriously , you two? I’m sure he has a
girlfriend already. Besides, I don’t think it’s a good idea to get involved
with a work colleague.”
    “Why not?” Dan countered. “I spend more time in
this building with you two than I do at home. How many times have we all slept
together in this very room?”
    “There’s sleeping together and there’s sleeping together, Danny boy,” Samantha retorted, flicking his temple with one turquoise-lacquered
fingernail. “And the only way you’re going to achieve the latter is in your
dreams.”
    “Come on, Sammy, you know you want it. I’ve seen
the way you ogle my ass.”
    “Only because I still can’t figure out how you
manage to fit that big ass in such tight jeans.”
    “Are you saying these jeans make my ass look
big?” Dan’s tone was half serious.
    “Are you sure you’re not gay?”
    Emily stalked into the room on her six-inch heels
and slapped a manila folder on the table. “Here are all the deets I could find
on the executive officers. Couldn’t find any pictures of them, though. The
corporate website is pretty discreet and none of them have a social media
presence, just what comes from their PR firm.”
    Maggie wrote DISCREET on her notepad in big block
letters.
    Emily snapped her chewing gum as Dan started
thumbing through the folder. “Anything else?” She asked in a bored tone.
“Kayla’s pissed off that I was working on this instead of her project.”
    “Kayla’s always pissed off,” Samantha muttered.
“That girl seriously needs to get laid.”
    Maggie barely managed not to snort. “Give her a
copy of this material. We’re all on the same team here.”
    “Already done.” Emily flipped her hair and
sashayed out of the room.
    “Oh, to be twenty-three again,” Dan said with a
lusty sigh, watching her hip-swaying retreat.
    LUST joined the growing column of words on
Maggie’s notepad.
    “No, thanks, I am so done with my twenties,”
Samantha said. “I cannot wait to be thirty. Two more weeks to go and
Vegas here I come, baby.”
    “I don’t remember much of my thirtieth birthday
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