Fighting Chance: (A malemale enemies to lovers erotic RomCom between a young musician and his idol) by T. L. Dasha

Author:T. L. Dasha [Dasha, T. L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

The whole ride over I had been questioning what compelled me to do this- why I had rushed out of my office, why I had sat through an hour of traffic, why I felt like I needed to see him. But as soon as Roland had gotten in the car, my internal arguments fell silent. Was it really so wrong that I wanted to see him? He had genuinely bested me this week. I stuck with lyrics that reflected Dread Theory’s truth, but Roland spoke his own. Perhaps I was biased in this case, but either way, he deserved to be congratulated.

I can’t believe I just let myself get suckered into the charisma of another vocalist. I rolled my eyes to myself, still holding a smile, then shifted gears.

Where did I want to take him? I glanced over at Roland, who was fixated on the window- a soft expression, cheeks slightly reddened. Skye Bar was top tier. If I had planned this out, I could have gotten reservations, but they wouldn’t dare turn me away anyway. Over the Moon would be a more succinct palate fixer, but it didn’t have the same ambiance. Maybe Taste of Magic?

My phone started ringing through the Bluetooth, and I tapped the screen to answer on instinct. I immediately regretted that decision.

“Jay! Emergency!” Jonathan’s voice bellowed through the speakers. Roland shifted in his seat, keeping his eyes on the window, having no other option than to eavesdrop.

What is it now? I already finished up the proposal for Heroes of Heartbreak.

“I just got off a conference call with Cory and Day-“

“One second. I’ve got you on speaker.” I cut him off as quickly as I could and switched him over to my headset. Roland likely wouldn’t think anything of Cory’s name, but anything involving a Gold was the last thing I needed him to hear. I looked over at Roland and held up a finger to ask for a quick minute. He nodded in understanding.

“Alright, speak.”

“Right, thank you. Definitely not something I want to share with random passersby.” Jonathan let out a sigh, but his voice didn’t sound any more relieved. “So as I was saying, Cory was just on the phone with Dayton Gold. He is not happy.”

Because his son got second place? He still has ten more rounds. He can’t win every single one…

So many things I wanted to say, but I wasn’t in a position to argue right now.

“Okay. And?”

“I tried to tell him the occasional second place was part of the plan. Cory even backed me on it. But Gold wasn’t having any part of it.”

“I’m still waiting for you to get to the point.” There were a number of directions he might be going with this, and not one was what I wanted to hear.

“I need the full promo plan for Dread Theory, so he can see what we intend to do once the show is over. I’m working on the marketing strategies, but I need a concept pitch for their first full length album.

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