The door to Dylan’s office flew open, banging the knob into the wall as it slammed with the same force as Cooper’s unbridled anger. “What the hell are you thinking? Oh yeah, that’s right, you’re thinking about a piece of ass.”
“What are you talking about?” Dylan furrowed her eyebrows, feigning ignorance after being jolted out of her concentration on some paperwork, and then stood. She knew very well what Cooper meant, as it was all part of the plan.
“The welcome meeting has already started. What are you going to tell Maxi about—”
Dylan placed her hands on Cooper's shoulders at the door, conveying assurance. “Don’t worry, Coop. I’ve got this.”
Cooper stepped back, evading Dylan’s attempt to allay her concern. “Do you?”
“Maxi already knows I hired her. She doesn’t know all the details of the audition, so say nothing! I’ve explained her lack of experience, and Maxi knows I’ll be responsible for training her.”
Cooper threw her hands up in frustration. “Lack of experience? This woman has no experience. She made it clear she doesn’t want to be involved in sex work, and yet, here she is ... not at all ready to be thrown to the wolves.”
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