Jaxson's Angel by Serena Pettus

Jaxson's Angel
     
    Another heated argument with the senior editor of the literary agency finally sent Angel White over the edge. As a successful literary agent she'd amassed a good-sized list of authors she represented, fought for, promoted, and franchised, and now she was soon to be starting over.
    Unfortunately, it had been a long time coming. There was only so much a woman could take, when it came to unwanted advances, before she either pressed charges or left. Seeing as making a public spectacle of the entire situation would only land her in murky water while searching for another job, she chose to leave. Angel had no problem holding her head high though. She'd warned her disgusting boss, should he try to blackball her in her search for employment, she would make all of his many voicemails and lewd text messages public knowledge. Everyone would then know exactly why she had left. To her relief he immediately backed off and even joined the rest of the staff in wishing her farewell and good luck in her future.
    Right now, though, she only wanted to get away, lick her wounds somewhere, and figure out her next move. Perhaps she would use her inheritance to finally open her own agency. The idea of finding and helping to groom budding new talent always made her smile because those same thoughts brought to mind her good friend and client, Colton Sterling.
    He'd come to her through an amazing manuscript submission, and her instincts had told her this man's talent would bring him far in the publishing world. And she'd been right. With his paranormal romance novels taking off overnight, they both had been in a frantic rush to get his name established on the web by setting up websites, joining social networks, arranging local book signings, and blog interviews galore.
    Colton had been a trooper throughout the whole process. He'd been in contact with her daily, sharing everything from his newest story ideas to the hilarity of the comments some of his posts received. Every day since they'd begun working together he'd wished her a good morning and bid her a good night as well.
    She was going to miss that.
    She was going to miss him .
    As Angel finished packing up her belongings from her office she sat down to her computer and sent a mass e-mail to her list of authors explaining that for personal reasons she would be leaving the company, wishing them all good luck with their writing, and promising her continued support in her personal reading of their work. Once she sent that particular message, she immediately opened another.
    This one was to Colton because she didn't want to lump him in with the rest of the authors. He was a friend and deserved to hear straight from her that she would no longer be able to help him and guide him as she longed to do. She would miss his messages the most, she was sure. He always had a way of brightening even her worst days.
    The screen pinged as a message popped into her in-box about ten minutes later. He must have been online. When she opened the message, she felt tears well up in her eyes. He'd forwarded a copy of his e-mail to the agency, terminating his contract with them, along with his personal cell phone and email, asking her to please call him.
    He'd officially left the agency, breaking his contract with them over the fact she was leaving. He explained to them that he just "couldn't see himself clicking with another agent as he had with Angel White." He flat out refused to be represented by anyone else. Colton assured them that allowing her to leave would be the biggest mistake their agency could possibly make, but his loyalty was to her and her alone.
    Angel took out her cell and programmed his information in before sending him a text message with her own personal e-mail address attached. Having his support was just the push she needed to cement her decision to open her own agency, but right now she needed to take a much needed vacation.
    There were many decisions to be made in regards to her