Abigail
Alicia Duke had been yapping for eleven minutes and honestly, watching paint dry was more interesting.
"...the engagement has been insane, people are so excited, especially the younger adults and I really think if we just lean into that energy a little more to that demographic, we could really-"
"The younger demographic doesn't buy cars." Finn didn't look up from his laptop screen, his hair slicked back, with a few strands falling on the side of his cold face.
He had been ignoring me ever since the spanking at the office two weeks ago.
A chill swept down my spine as I remembered the warning bells.
"...They influence the people who do. Make the parents want it while making their children feel like they found it first. If your strategy isn't doing that, you'll need to redo it, Miss Duke."
The tapping of Alicia's pen against the conference table stopped dead. She reached up, winding a strand of blonde hair around one finger. "Okay, Boss,"
