Page 4 of Love In The Spotlight

“How could I?” she asked.

“I am serious,” West said. “Do you know Jamie Wilde?”

“No,” she said. “Should I?”

“Considering you don’t watch sports, then I’d have to say no. He’s a retired quarterback and a Fox Sports analyst on Sunday mornings.”

“Okay,” she said. “What does that have to do with children’s soap?”

“He and I are business partners now. It’s his idea.”

“Idea but no product? Nothing at all?”

“There’s a product. One he’s used personally. It’s an old family formula. I like what he’s trying to do and where he is going with it. With his name behind it, it’d take off.”

“What does he need you for?” she asked.

“He knows nothing about running a business.”

She felt the dread fill her stomach. “Then this really is a startup. I mean like from the ground? They have no staffing?”

“Nope,” West said. “That is where you come in.”

“I don’t hire people,” she argued.

“You’re not hiring everyone,” West said. “We need to get some key people hired and then they will go from there. I’ve got a building for manufacturing. Jamie knows what he needs for the most part.”

“I don’t understand any of this,” she said. “Where is he going to have time to do any of this?”

“He broadcasts on Sunday mornings and only during football season. There are just about two months left of the regular season, then playoffs. It’s going to take time to get this up and running, but he has more work to do than you do.”

“How much do you own of this company?” she asked.

“Sixty percent,” West said.

“And how much of that sixty am I getting?” she asked, crossing her arms.

She and Braylon always got a few percent of every company if not a bonus. But since this company had no revenue, there would be no money for a bonus.

And considering the amount of work she had to do, she’d like some equity in the game.

This was well outside of her scope of responsibilities.

“Five percent,” he said.

She lifted an eyebrow. She didn’t normally get more than two percent tops and that was generous and she knew it. She’d never asked what she was getting before but was more annoyed over the work he was putting on her that she threw it out there.

“Now it got interesting,” she said.

“Good,” West said. “Why don’t you reach out to him and set up a meeting? I’m going to let him tell you how this all came about. You need to hear the story from him.”

Her brother was good about that too. He never wanted someone to form an opinion based on his opinions.

When West’s secretary knocked on the door and told him there was a call he needed to take, she did a quick search on her phone for Jamie Wilde.

Her eyebrows rose over his picture.

Oh boy. Talk about a sexy athlete.

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