FanGirl Squeal (RockStars of Romance Book 1) by Jackie Chanel, Madison Taylor Page B

Jennifer asked
bluntly; her only way of speaking. “I’ve seen what happens when parents who
manage their children part ways. Look at Usher and Beyoncé.”
    “But I’m not firing you,” Cash reminded her. “This is your
choice. You’ve been taking care of me for my entire life, Mom. If you don’t
want to manage me anymore, I’m okay with that. It’ll be nice to have that
separation again, don’t you think?”
    Cash hoped Jennifer shared the same sentiment or the
elevator ride to the twelfth floor could easily turn into the ride from hell.
    “You’re almost thirty,” Jennifer let out a big sigh. “You
don’t need your momma overseeing everything you do. Don’t get me wrong, I
enjoyed working for you. But at the end of the day, I don’t want to work for my
son.”
    At 6’4”, Cash towered over his mother. He leaned over and
kissed the top of her head. “Love ya, Ma.”
    The Myers stepped off the elevator on the twelfth floor and
were greeted by a cheery blonde receptionist. She was smiling so hard that Cash
would have assumed that she had never seen a celebrity before if she didn’t
work for an artist management firm.
    “Cash! Right this way! Bryan is expecting you. Olivia isn’t
able to make this meeting, but your publicist is already here. Can I get you
something to drink? Water or a glass of wine perhaps?”
    “Sure,” Jennifer answered. “I’ll take a glass of red and my
son will have orange juice. The conference room is where?”
    The girl was taken aback by Jennifer’s brusqueness, but
quickly recovered in order to do her job. “It’s right down the hall to your
left,” she pointed. “I’ll be right there with your drinks.”
    The receptionist scurried away as Jennifer led Cash down the
hall like she’d been to the office before.
    Bryan Stone reminded Cash of Jerry McGuire. He was short, with
a loud voice and was constantly in motion. He was overly excited like a Chihuahua.
He talked fast and worked even faster. Even though they had totally opposite
personalities, Cash thought they’d work well together.
    “Cash!” Bryan’s voice boomed through the room. “Good to see
you again, my man! And who is this lovely young lady? Your sister?”
    Jennifer was not flattered. “His mother,” she answered. “But
you already knew that.”
    “Sure, sure,” Bryan replied. “Have a seat. Let’s get down to
business.”
    After giving Tracy a quick hug, Cash easily tuned out his
mom and Bryan as they discussed his current business deals and endorsements. It
wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in his career. His mother made sure he stayed well
informed about what was going on. He just wasn’t interested in the turnover of
information.
    He pulled out his phone and checked his email then logged
onto Instagram. He tried to keep his smile hidden as he browsed Savannah Ford’s
pictures. He felt like such a stalker, but he couldn’t help himself.
    God, she was beautiful. Her smile could brighten a room that
she wasn’t even in. Her bright brown eyes looked like they held all the secrets
of the world and she was eager to spill the beans. She had the confidence of a
New Yorker, but the demeanor of a California girl. He scrolled through her
pictures, noting a few dated twenty-four hours ago. One was the taxi stand at
LaGuardia. The other was of her and an equally gorgeous girl. The caption read, Finally back home. Harlem bound with my big sis #twinsies
    Cash’s mood became a bit brighter knowing that Savannah was
already in New York and he’d be meeting her for the first time in less than
forty-eight hours. Tracy had arranged a meeting at her New York office so he
could do the interview Savannah wanted.
    “So, let’s talk about that fan book Cash told me about,”
Bryan said to Jennifer.
    Cash looked up from his phone and caught his mother’s eye.
She shook her head at him.
    “What about it?” Jennifer asked.
    “Well, after he told me about it, I decided to check out the
blogger who did