Parker (Rich & Single #2)

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stats he'd chosen. The guy was bigger, struggling to keep himself off the couch after losing his job and his wife. He was halfway to deciding just to take them both on. One for the contest, and one just for the sake of making his conscience feel better, because he wasn't sure he was going to be able to live with letting one of them go, whoever he picked to keep. He flipped a coin back and forth between his fingers and wondered if he should let Jackson make the final decision.
    “Maybe eenie, meenie, miney, mo.”
    Yeah. Because that was such an adult means of making a decision.
    Parker sighed, and dropped the coin back on the desk. He hadn't seen Jackson in person since the night they'd gone out, but he was going to arrive any minute for their face-to-face, and Parker still had no idea what he was going to do about the candidate issue.
    As if on cue, there was a knock on his door.
    “Come in,” Parker called.
    Jackson stepped through, carrying a laptop bag over one shoulder as usual, and took the seat across the desk from Parker's. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but Parker thought he looked more relaxed than he had on Saturday, like he might even be thinking about smiling.
    “So,” Parker started as Jackson unpacked his laptop, “have a good weekend?”
    Jackson set the computer on the desk and looked up at him. “Really? You toss that at me, without even a 'hello'?”
    “I took you out to find someone who would have sex with you. I want to know if my plan was a success.”
    “You know it was,” Jackson said. He did smile then, just for an instant before it disappeared.
    “Ha! See? I was right. I knew you'd feel better if you got laid.” He grinned. “I saw that redhead you were with. Really good-looking chick.”
    “If you're asking me for her number, I'm not giving it to you.”
    Parker scoffed. “Not likely, man. I can get numbers on my own. Which I did, this weekend.”
    “You know that you're still a twelve-year-old at heart, right?”
    “So I've been told. Mostly by you.”
    The man across the desk shook his head. “Look. I went home with people. I got laid. All is well with the world as far as you're concerned. As far as I'm concerned, I don't really care about that right now because we've got bigger things to worry about. Like this contest with Jennifer Leandra. Have you picked the final contestant?”
    “About that...”
    Jackson looked up, eyebrow lifting. “How did I know you were going to come up with something that was going to make my life harder?”
    “They both need help, Jackson.”
    “All of the candidates I picked for you need help. And want it, too. That's part of their appeal.”
    “Yeah. But these two need it the most.”
    “You're telling me that you want to take on two clients for free, at the same time?”
    “Basically, yeah. Is that going to be a problem?”
    His business partner opened the laptop on the desk and pulled something up with a few clicks of the mouse. Jackson's eyes flicked over whatever he'd opened, and he sighed. “Well, financially, it's not as though we're struggling. If you want to add an extra charity case, it's not going to knock us out of orbit or anything. But you've got to think about the consequences of adding another person. One is a contest. Two is a precedent. You're going to get all kinds of people knocking on our doors looking for free training. And we can take two, or three, or maybe even a dozen, but eventually you're going to have so many people trying to get you to do business for free that you're going to start having real trouble.”
    “So what if we make it an offer that they can't come after too often? One or two people every... I don't know. Once a year?”
    “But that adds up, Parker. You don't usually drop a client after just a year. If Fitness and Health Sports Club was any older than it is, I'm sure you'd have clients that you'd been working with for a decade.”
    That was probably true. Parker sighed, and nodded. “Well, one

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