Oren got very quiet as he opened the door to his elegant office.
“Sardonic won’t be playing,” he mumbled.
“Excuse me? What? When was that decided? It’s been a given since day one!”
“Well, our moms thought it would send the wrong message. So my mom called a different band.”
“Does Sardonic know? Cullen called me earlier today asking for a play list.”
“I’m supposed to call.”
“And you didn’t have the stones to talk to Cullen, is that it?”
“Be fair,” Oren said. “I’ve been busy. And you have to admit, your cousin is pretty intimidating.”
“He’s a pussy cat, but you’re being a pussy. Excuse me.” She pushed past him.
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