best. A tall, dark haired, and cocky looking guy holding drumsticks was on the far left. On the right, a blonde, spikey-haired, baby-faced bass player, and in the center, was a stunning, pierced, gorgeous, rock god. Grasping a guitar, his lip ring had clearly caught the light from the flash of the camera as he smiled. He was certainly a heartbreaker.
“I saw them while I was in L.A. last week. They were playing at some bar. My friend had dragged me there to celebrate another contract signed at our California office, and there they were. I can’t for the life of me remember their names, but I do have their details. I also managed to record some of their material on my phone. I’ve mailed everything to your inbox, and I need you to track down as much information on them as possible. Not only are they stunning and knickers-droppingly hot, they’re amazing musicians. I want them signed with our L.A team immediately!”
I gave her a surprised look. “Me? You want me to head this up?”
She seemed confused at my question. “Of course. No one knows this business better than you. You’re my protégé, and I need you on this.”
I bit my lip and grinned. “I’ll start working on it today!”
“There’s the girl I hired! You’re fine. And as for the lemmings and sheep out there, if you don’t want to be the office discussion topic, remind them they’re here to do a job and who the boss is.”
Giving me a wink, she gave a wave of her hand and ushered me out of the room. “Now, go get me those hotties!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her. My very own project! This band wasn’t just being signed by me, oh no. I was scouting, hunting, and would make it my mission to make them a part of the R.J. Littman family. Settling behind my desk, I switched on my laptop and began my search.
* * * *
I’d been scouring the internet for hours, and so far, I could find nothing about this band. It were as if they were fictional or a figment of the imagination. There were musings, Twitter mentioned them frequently, and endless reams of women claimed to have bedded them, but their names, contact details, and private lives were a total mystery. Groaning, I folded my arms on the desk and banged my head heavily onto them in frustration.
“Ahem, Charlie?”
Lifting my head, I tried to see who had spoken, but unfortunately, my sticky forehead had glued a piece of paper to it and was now blocking my line of sight. Pulling it away, I smiled as Adam’s large frame stood in my doorway. Holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers, he tilted his head to the side and beamed at me. I’d never noticed before, but his eyes seemed to sparkle and soften when he smiled.
“I thought these might cheer you up. Dana told me you were heading back in today and I figured, I was in the area so …”
Pushing away from my desk, I hurried over and wrapped my arms around him. Pecking him on the cheek, I took the flowers in one hand and inhaled the sweet aromas. The stunning spray of lilies, roses, and daisies were breathtaking.
“You, Doctor, are the best.”
Placing the flowers on my coffee table, I slumped onto the sofa. Adam sat beside me and draped an arm over the back.
“What’s wrong? Tough day?”
I nodded. “I have a project that is proving impossible. Regina wants this band signed, and I cannot trace them anywhere. This is a big opportunity for me, and I’m doomed to fail. And then there’s that!”
Pointing at the open door, I growled at the sound of people whispering my name.
Rising from his seat, Adam walked over and slammed the damn thing shut.
“Don’t let it get to you, Charlie. You’re a huge success, and you don’t need to worry about the idle gossip of the office teenagers.”
I grunted. “I feel as though everyone is talking about the jilted bride and her arsehole ex-fiancé! It’s exhausting.”
He smiled at me. “Come here.”
Walking over to the desk, he brushed the contents onto the floor, which made an
“I saw them while I was in L.A. last week. They were playing at some bar. My friend had dragged me there to celebrate another contract signed at our California office, and there they were. I can’t for the life of me remember their names, but I do have their details. I also managed to record some of their material on my phone. I’ve mailed everything to your inbox, and I need you to track down as much information on them as possible. Not only are they stunning and knickers-droppingly hot, they’re amazing musicians. I want them signed with our L.A team immediately!”
I gave her a surprised look. “Me? You want me to head this up?”
She seemed confused at my question. “Of course. No one knows this business better than you. You’re my protégé, and I need you on this.”
I bit my lip and grinned. “I’ll start working on it today!”
“There’s the girl I hired! You’re fine. And as for the lemmings and sheep out there, if you don’t want to be the office discussion topic, remind them they’re here to do a job and who the boss is.”
Giving me a wink, she gave a wave of her hand and ushered me out of the room. “Now, go get me those hotties!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her. My very own project! This band wasn’t just being signed by me, oh no. I was scouting, hunting, and would make it my mission to make them a part of the R.J. Littman family. Settling behind my desk, I switched on my laptop and began my search.
* * * *
I’d been scouring the internet for hours, and so far, I could find nothing about this band. It were as if they were fictional or a figment of the imagination. There were musings, Twitter mentioned them frequently, and endless reams of women claimed to have bedded them, but their names, contact details, and private lives were a total mystery. Groaning, I folded my arms on the desk and banged my head heavily onto them in frustration.
“Ahem, Charlie?”
Lifting my head, I tried to see who had spoken, but unfortunately, my sticky forehead had glued a piece of paper to it and was now blocking my line of sight. Pulling it away, I smiled as Adam’s large frame stood in my doorway. Holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers, he tilted his head to the side and beamed at me. I’d never noticed before, but his eyes seemed to sparkle and soften when he smiled.
“I thought these might cheer you up. Dana told me you were heading back in today and I figured, I was in the area so …”
Pushing away from my desk, I hurried over and wrapped my arms around him. Pecking him on the cheek, I took the flowers in one hand and inhaled the sweet aromas. The stunning spray of lilies, roses, and daisies were breathtaking.
“You, Doctor, are the best.”
Placing the flowers on my coffee table, I slumped onto the sofa. Adam sat beside me and draped an arm over the back.
“What’s wrong? Tough day?”
I nodded. “I have a project that is proving impossible. Regina wants this band signed, and I cannot trace them anywhere. This is a big opportunity for me, and I’m doomed to fail. And then there’s that!”
Pointing at the open door, I growled at the sound of people whispering my name.
Rising from his seat, Adam walked over and slammed the damn thing shut.
“Don’t let it get to you, Charlie. You’re a huge success, and you don’t need to worry about the idle gossip of the office teenagers.”
I grunted. “I feel as though everyone is talking about the jilted bride and her arsehole ex-fiancé! It’s exhausting.”
He smiled at me. “Come here.”
Walking over to the desk, he brushed the contents onto the floor, which made an
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