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“Maybe.”

I swung open the door and there stood Bianca. She was taller than I remembered. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down.

“Is Ryan here?” she asked me, looking over my shoulder.

She looked both gorgeous and feminine with her perfect blonde hair and artfully applied make-up.

“Yes.”

She widened her eyes at me. “I’m his PA.”

“I know,” I said, stepping back. I looked over my shoulder. Ryan had stood up.

“Ryan,” Bianca said warmly. “So nice to see you again.”

Ryan gave her a smile. “Hey, Bianca. I thought you weren’t starting until tomorrow?”

“I was,” she rushed forward and shook his hand. “But I wanted to get a head start on the job!”

Ryan’s smile looked confused. “You didn’t have to do that.”

She beamed up at him. “I wanted to say I’m thrilled to be working with you. I’m possibly your biggest fan.”

“Thank you.”

I followed slowly and then slid onto my seat.

She continued to smile at Ryan as she pulled out a huge notepad out of her bag. “So, I know you have a game tonight, but I thought if you had time, we could go over some things.”

Ryan sat down beside me. “Sure.”

“So, first, I guess I should ask you, if you have any specific requests for me?”

“No.”

She didn’t take her intense gaze off Ryan for a second. “Well, I’ve thought this through and I have talked to other PAs and I’ve come up with a plan to best support you in your career.”

Ryan nodded.

“Great.” She looked around. “So, let’s start with marketing and media. I’ll be building your website, and taking over all your social media sites for you, including Twitter and Instagram.”

Ryan glanced at me. “Zoey takes care of my Instagram.”

The smile on her face didn’t slip. She looked at me. “Well, Zoey, what kind of background do you have?”

“What do you mean?” I hated how unsure my voice sounded.

“What kind of photography classes have you taken? Have you done any marketing or PR?”

I shook my head.

She turned that megawatt smile towards Ryan. “I can’t stress enough how important it is to have your brand consistent and effectively communicated to your fans.” She paused and looked at us both.Neither of us spoke. “Well, perhaps then, as a compromise, Zoey and I could share the role of an admin for your Instagram account.”

Ryan cleared his throat. “Let me think about that.”

“Sure. We can take that off the table for now. Perhaps we should talk about how I can help you on a personal level.”

“Okay.”

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