Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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Chapter 664

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"Male models? What's going on with you lately? First, you're trying to buy a bar, and now you're planning some kind of male model show?" Ron sounded equal parts floored and suspicious after I pitched my idea.

"I'm just having fun. Can't you tell?" I replied, laughing to brush it off.

But Ron wasn't buying it. He squinted at me, his detective mode fully activated.

Whatever. I rolled my eyes and launched into my pitch. "Okay, so our company's doing that light and music festival soon, right? Why not go big with a live human light show? Imagine male greeters or models wearing LED-lit outfits-total showstopper vibes." Ron raised a brow. "A human light show? That's... bold. I'll give you points for creativity."

I grinned. "Exactly! So, you think it'll work? Cool. Start building a team to make it happen."

He gave me that are-you-kidding-me look. "Ms. Kay, you think this is, what, grabbing clothes off a store rack? This would need custom designs, production, and oh yeah we're already on a time crunch."

I gave him my best pretty please face. "I know, Ron. That's why I need you. You're the genius who can pull it off."

"Your pretty face's not gonna cut it," he shot back, shutting me down before throwing in a casual, soul-crushing zinger. "Unless Hayden were here-maybe he'd make it happen."

That hit harder

as ever, my competitive streak kicking in. Before Ron could get another word in, I spun on my

called after me, but

Apparently, Ron caught on, too, because next thing I knew, he

sorry. I shouldn't have brought Hayden into it, okay? We'll go with your human light show idea. If anyone's got a problem, I'll deal with it." Since he actually apologized-and, like, meant it-I decided to let it

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into work, but my eyelids

textbook syndrome-you're fine until the second

to fight it. I ditched my desk,

clue how long I was out when I got jolted

up. I need your help with something," Ron's

pounding from the suddenness, still feeling half-dead. Without moving, I

our new project. Big deal. Their flight lands at

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stayed flat on the couch, feeling like sleep had actually drained me instead of recharging. Even my voice sounded Chapter

don't

sure I set a record for employee

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girlfriend got hurt," Ron said, guilt all over his face. "She just called, and

forward like he was gonna drag me up, but I didn't move. Instead, I groaned,