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“But we obviously have a past. I can’t let that past get in the way of Milli’s care.”

Lizzy’s hands punch her hips, and she juts out her chin in challenge. “I can beprofessionalif you can. You and I both know I made a true connection with your daughter. I’m more than qualified to care for her and frankly, you’d be a fool not to hire me. Don’t get me wrong, there are others you can find through the agency, but I wouldn’t be here if I weren’t at the top of your list.”

God, her tenacity turns me on.

But she’s right. When I checked her references earlier today, I knew all I needed to offer her the job. The only thing holding me back was waiting to see how her interaction with Milli went.

Thoughts of my starstruck interview pop into my head so I ignore her comment and counter with, “How are you with handling celebrities?”

Confusion crosses her features as she asks, “What do you mean?”

“A previous candidate got starstruck when I mentioned my job. As the main organizer of the music festival this summer, will I have to worry about you trying to use me to get to any of the acts?”

It seems petty, but it’s the only real reason I could come up with on the fly to ensure all my worries from the idiots I’ve interviewed set her apart.

Her brows pull together, and her mouth drops open. “Wait… you work for Smashing Waves Records?”

Crossing my hands over my chest, I brace myself for what’s coming. “I do.”

Lizzy’s beautiful hazel eyes widen as she sucks all the air out of the room. “I… uh… think we might have another problem.”

Fuck. My. Life.

This cannot be happening. Not only did I sleep with the man who could potentially be my boss, but I literally slept with not one—but two of my sisters’ boss. Don’t even get me started on the fact thatbothof my future brothers-in-law are signed with Smashing Waves Records.

Trying to bring some levity to this situation, I throw out, “Ever hear the phrase,The world is an incredibly small place? Well… I think it just got smaller.”

Now it’s Cameron’s turn for confusion. “What do you mean? I’m not following you.”

Glancing at my resumé on the table beside us, I suggest, “Look at my resume,again.”

He picks it up from the table nearby and looks it over. My pulse beats like one of Finn’s drum solos as I wait for him to read it over.

When his eyes warily return to mine, he asks, “What am I missing?”

I clearly have the shittiest luck—in all of history.

“I’m. Elizabeth. Lancaster.” I punctuate each word, hoping he’ll make the connection.

“Okay…” he draws out, clearly missing my point.

Fuck, maybe he doesn’t know?

“Not one, buttwoof my older sisters work at the label. Raven’s a freelance graphic designer, but Sloane acquires new talent. I’m pretty sure you work closely with her, or at least you will this summer during the festival. Oh, and as of this week,both my sistersareengaged to members of Ruby Frax.”

He draws in a slow breath as his brows reach his hairline. “It’s an incredibly small world… How did I not put the connection together?” he asks more to himself, than to me.

A nervous laugh escapes as I warn, “Being the youngest, they’re all extremely protective of me.” More than they should, if I have any say over it.

My dad may be an intimidating pilot in the Air Force, but I’ve always been more afraid of what my sisters will do or say to the guys I’ve dated. Not that I’m dating Cameron.

No—he’s my boss—or could be my boss—if I haven’t FUBARed everything.

Clearing his throat, Cameron looks to the floor. His jaw ticks as he processes the bombs that keep dropping between us today.

What are the fucking odds? How does this keep happening?

When he looks up, there’s a lopsided smile trying to escape as he asks, “Is there anything else you care to share? Got any long-lost cousins, ex-boyfriends, or children I should know about?”