Off The Record

Off The Record

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Julie García built her career on control. As one of the most sought-after tour managers in the industry, she's known for running flawless shows, fixing problems before they happen, and never, ever, losing her composure. Her reputation isn't just important, it's everything. But control is a fragile thing, especially when it comes to Joe Keery. Because no matter how perfectly she runs his tour, there's one thing she can't seem to manage; the way he looks at her like she's something worth breaking the rules for. And in an industry that destroys women for far less, one mistake is all it takes to lose everything.
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I'm boring. I know it. He's not. But he is strange. ──────୨ৎ─────୨ৎ────── Jingling the keys, whipped from my back pocket, the car heaves into life. Just barely. "This hunk o' junk your car?" he yelps over the spluttering engine, beginning to rummage through the cassettes haphazardly and lazily thrown into any-which side pocket. Unamused, I grunt as it finally starts, beginning to roll over the gravelly bumps that make up my drive-way, "Yep. Aren't I lucky?" Steve, now fully involved in snooping, whistles as he whips out a shiny looking one in shades of sapphire, a woman frantically dancing in the centre. "Cyndi Lauper?" he teases, "Really? Wow." "Stop!" I groan, laughing, trying to smack it away from him whilst keeping both eyes stamped on the dim road, "That's totally my sister's." "Oh, yeah?" he snickers, twisting away and checking the back for the track-list, before belting out "But what if girls just wanna have fu-un?"

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