Lilian’s POV
‘Umm, I’m sorry?’ I stammer, sure that I heard my boss wrong, it sure sounded like he just offered me up as a girlfriend for Daxton Williams. ‘could you repeat that, you want me to what?’
Derek focuses on me, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the desk, ‘We have a situation Lilian’ he sighs, ‘Daxton’s reputation is . . . unsatisfactory’ he grimaces.
I snort derisively before quickly turning it into a cough, unsatisfactory? More like a s**t show.
The older man rubs his temple as though he’s staving off a headache, ‘we need something drastic’ he admits, ‘Daxton is . . ‘ he glances at the ball player who groans but waves a hand as if giving permission to tell me.
‘He’s on the table for trading’ Derek mutters, ‘which means another team, another city . . ‘
‘Another PR
