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“Yes, Mr. Peacock, we know you can do no wrong,” Shane takes a jab at his brother as he dismounts from his bike.
“I’m a professional,” Collin argues.
Shane narrows his blue eyes at his brother. “And we’re not?”
“That’s debatable,” Collin offers a shit-eating grin.
“The first take was great, Collin,” Dom whips her long hair behind her back. “But you look even better in the last round. The angle really showcases your ripped muscles and your ink to perfection.”
Dom knows how to stroke the ego of the finickiest prima donnas.
Collin actually flexes a bicep.
The man has no shame.
“You’re sure it was a good idea to go into business with him?” Rod asks me, jerking his thumb in our friend’s direction.
“Sometimes I wonder,” I play along. “But it’s too late now. We’re stuck with him.”
“What about you?” Rod asks Jules.
She laughs. “I plead the fifth.”
“Good girl,” I chuckle.
“You guys get off easy,” Shane says, walking our way. “You don’t share a last name.”
“Hey, I’m still in the room,” Collin complains. “I can hear you guys.”
“That’s the whole point, Dennison,” Rod sneers.
We laugh.
Don’t let Collin’s cocky attitude fool you. The man is fully invested. In the past month he’s been an outstanding brand ambassador, using his Hollywood contacts to open doors for us. When he suggested throwing a fancy Hollywood party to introduce the concept early in the game to a few of his ‘friends’ instead of waiting, we jumped at the opportunity. Before the end of the star-studded evening held at his mansion last Saturday night, the first one hundred bikes were sold. The next day, the internet was flooded with photos of celebrities posing with one of the three prototype bikes we had set up. Our hashtag is still trending! Fueled by the demand and the media frenzy, we invested in another one hundred bikes––all made in the great US of A. We’re cutting it close, but the bikes will be ready within the next three weeks. Forking out extra money for the enormous fee to expedite the process, will pay off.
“I may be a little anal, but I want this video to springboard the Fit Thonix brand and piggyback on the buzz you kickstarted last weekend,” Dom adds.
“I’m teasing,” Collin says. “I’m sure you’ll makemelook good.”
“You’re such a fucking conceited asshole,” Shane pipes up. “You couldn’t stop while you were ahead. It always has to be about you.”
Collin simply shrugs.
With all his faults, you can’t help but love the guy.
“Like always, you nailed it, Dom,” Rod says, changing the subject.
“Thank you,” Dom tucks a strand of jet-black hair behind her ear.
A moment passes between them.
“I’m going to change,” Jules announces.
“We’re going to do the same,” Shane says. “We’re still up for drinks?” his eyes bounce to each one of us.
“We’re celebrating, of course, we’re all up for drinks!” Collin is the first to respond.
“I thought I’d get a few hours of editing in while all these ideas are floating in my head,” Dom tells Shane.
