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Hearing the question aloud sobered me. I was Ryu Tsuki—not only was I auspicious, but I was born in the year of the dragon. Jaelle and her sexy ways would not tempt me to cross the line. Besides, Jaelle was her con personality. At work, she was quiet. I barely noticed her except when Jerry complained about her, which I now knew was a cover for his own incompetence based on her updated project plan and the new Graphics lead’s projections.

I sat on the edge of my couch.

Jason snapped his fingers and then pointed at me. “Yes, that’s it. The dragon-eyed mofo is here. I take it we're good.”

“As always. I merely took time from the office to regroup as I prepared to interact with my employee appropriately.”

He leaned back in his chair. “The sex must have been hot.”

“It was, and she's off limits to you and Teddy.” What was mine was mine. “Dragon Moon has enough scandal for you and Jones to sort out. The good news is that the new project plan will take care of most of that.”

“Oh?”

I grabbed my laptop from the end table and opened the project timeline. “According to Judy-Lynn, Amber should be back on schedule if we hire four more graphic artists and allow overtime. Five artists if we forgo the overtime.”

Jason smirked but said nothing more as he scrolled through the tiles of milestones and use cases. “What's our next move?”

“I left it to our project manager. She needs to sink or swim.”

“Gotcha.” He nodded. “She better not turn out like the last one. You know Aroma will be gunning for us once he realizes that Jerry didn’t screw us.”

“It will be fine. Our new Graphics lead is better than him anyway.”

“Better than the Golden Pen?”

I nodded. “By leaps and bounds. We have untapped potential and overlooked skills. It’s what made Dragon Moon the best. We just had to go back to basics.”

“Hot damn. Glad to have you back, man.” He held out his hand.

I clasped it and clapped him on the back. “I didn't go anywhere.”

“And don't change. You keep making us money, Teddy will keep up the strategy, and I will keep finding investors. We are the trifecta. Whoo!”

He didn't have to worry. I wouldn't let Aroma or Jerry win. The project would succeed. Judy-Lynn would get the job done. I would make sure of it.

Staying out of her pants, on the other hand, would be the battle.

CHAPTER 7

Judy-Lynn

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wo damn weeks. That was 20,160 minutes or 336 hours, and Dragon didn't have time to shoot me an email or DM me? I did put my private email on the back of my business card. Even dumber, I gave him my work email.

I figured he wouldn’t bother with it, but I thought I’d put it out there. Since I put some skin in the game, I thought he would look past his stupid rule of what happens at a con, stays at a con. The cosplay sex was hot and would live rent-free in my head forever. How often did I find a guy into books like meandcosplay?

It was worth the risk, except I managed to scare him off.

“Punk,” I growled.

“Girl, thirsty much?” Chantel asked. “Brooke and I are right here, and you are off in la la land with your book booty.”

I huffed and poured myself a glass. It was our end-of-the-month weekend ritual where we celebrated not smacking anyone at work. It was a mindfulness activity that Brooke came up with after attending a “Mommy needs her sanity" conference.

“When are we going to get the details?” Brooke asked. “Marcus and I are always looking for ways to mix it up.”

“Mix it up too much, and you'll have baby number three.” Chantel pushed a glass toward Brooke.

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