Page 16 of Pursued by the Player

"Honey, this guy is more famous than most actors and models. His down and dirty reputation would be perfect to launch a new clothing line. Women will eat it up." He held up his hands in the air, his palms facing her. "We'll call it 'Pursued by the Player.'"

Mel shook her head. "I can't ask him."

"What do you mean? Of course you can."

"I don't have his number."

"Oh honey, this is Jett Gorski we're talking about here. And he's looking for you. If you put your mind to it, I'm sure you will find a way to get in touch with him."

"I can't do this. I don’t want to see him again."

"I see." Kennedy stood and wiped his hands together. "Then I guess someone else will want to be lead on the new fall line for Bailey's.

"Bailey's, are you kidding?" Baileys was an exclusive store, known as the Tiffany’s of clothing. Running an account like that would make both Joel and Greg green with jealousy.

“I’m not kidding kid.” Kennedy stood. “You do this right, and you’ll go far in this company.” He winked and strode toward the door.

Mel stood and followed him. “But, you don’t understand.”

“Oh, I understand perfectly.” Kennedy smiled and patted her on the back. “You work on securing Gorski for this line, and I’ll do the rest.” He patted her on the back and eased her out the door. “I have a feeling we’ll make a great team, Melody.” He winked again. “Don’t let me down.”

He closed the door before Mel could respond. Clearing her throat, she slowly made her way back to her cubicle. Great, now what was she going to do?

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