Jackson was finishing a call when his boss waltzed into his office. He raised a brow while motioning a finger for him to hold on a moment. Tate didn't mind him and walked behind his desk. Jackson was quick to finish the call with the client. Hanging up the phone, he turns around to find Tate working the radio. He turns up one of the channels as the announcer begins filtering into his office.

"Welcome Ms. Lyndel to Buzz 103.6!"

"Thank you everyone for having me."

Jackson leans back in his chair while Tate stares at the stereo like it was a television. He crosses his arms not aware that she had a interview today. 

"Well I can honestly say I love your music Cassie! You are still at the top of the charts in pop music. Your second album I understand has went double platinum, is that correct?"

Jackson can hear multiple clapping in the background. Tate begins chewing on one of his nails. Studying his habits, Jackson realizes he is nervous. 

"Yea, it was announced to me last week I believe. I am very lucky to have the fans that I have and the team to back me up."

"Speaking of team, I see we have an additional guest with us here today."

"Yes, I have my best friend and better half here with me today."

"Well, it's good to have a great support team. You are currently with Marx Records?"

"Yes, have been with them since the beginning. They have an amazing team put in place and helped me every step of the away."

"I see here that your manager is Landon Bounds..."

Tate curses out loud while Jackson waits to hear her answer. 

"Actually, I am currently working with Jackson Fillmore. He is a talented manager and I am lucky to have him."

Tate whips his head to Jackson, but he doesn't pay any attention to him and continues listening. 

"Oh? I was under the impression that you and Mr. Bounds were in a relationship?"

Both men in the office go silent with their eyes trained on the box. A giggle is heard before she answers. Tate is literally holding his breath. 

"You can't believe everything the tabloids print. He is an agent at Marx Records that I did work previously with however now I am currently working with Mr. Fillmore. He is an excellent fit for my music at this time."

"So Landon and you were never in a relationship?"

"Like I said, he was my manager."

Tate sighs a breath of relief and goes to sit in a chair in front of Jackson's desk. Jackson goes to stand up turning it off and pauses at the reporters next line. 

"Well the tabloids have also spotted Mr. Bounds with his new artist."

"Well... this is his private life and I- I have no words in regards to that."

Jackson can hear how her voice changed and instantly goes to his computer searching for Landon Bounds in the news. Instantly images pop of him with Tate's new artist. Tate gets up coming around to look at the computer. The pictures are explicitly showing him and her all over each other. Jackson listens to the interview while Tate grips his desk glaring at his computer. 

"Well, we hope Mr. Fillmore helps you produce your next big hit!"

"We are currently in the mix of our next record. His input has helped me greatly along with my muse."

"Well we wish you the best of luck with your new record! I look forward to hearing it."

With that, Jackson turns off his radio turning back to his boss who is still studying the photo with a hard glare. He leans back against his shelf waiting to see how Tate responds to this. After a moment, Tate straightens up and fixes his jacket before turning to Jackson. 

"Well at least she spoke highly of you." 

Jackson nods his head not saying anything. Cassie didn't have to do that for him. They have only spoken a few times and yet she regarded him as a positive influence in her work. That goes a long way in the industry. 

"She also spoke well of the label." 

Tate nods his head in agreement as he runs his hand through his hair before glancing at the computer again. Jackson following his line of sight. 

"We told him multiple times to keep his indiscretions discrete."

"That seems to be working well" Jackson says in a flat tone. Tate can't help but chuckle at his sarcasm. 

"I don't know what to do... He is highly sought out in the industry."

"He is working his way through your clients. It's bad for the company." 

Tate takes in his word and nods his head in agreement before looking back to his new agent. "Cassie seems to be handling herself extremely well."

"How did you discover her?"

Tate goes to sit down and leans back with a small smile and a glint in his eyes. His eyes dazed as he recalls the memory. Jackson taking his seat again, leaning his elbows on his desk. 

"To be honest, we were sent a video of her singing at a karaoke bar by an anonymous person. She was jittery in the video but her voice was undeniably talented. Their was a letter attached on how to contact her so we met up with her... and the rest is history."

"Anonymous?" Tate nods answering his question.  

"She really has taken the world by storm." Tate shakes his head coming back to the present. His fingers interlocking on his stomach while he leans back in the chair. "Is she on track for her next record?"

"She's slightly behind but I believe she will get caught up."

Tate nods his head standing up to walk out. He turns back one last time looking to the new agent. 

"Tread lightly with her. She is strong but I fear she has more battles that the public... or us don't know about." 

Jackson nods as he leaves. He leans back thinking about his parting words. He has noticed a lot about the artist and fears Tate is right. She seems to be holding everything on her shoulders. One can only do that for so long... 

Glancing at the clock, he feels his own smile tug at his lips. Deciding to be bold, he pulls out his phone. Making a quick text to his date this evening. 

Jax (1:26 PM) Looking forward to seeing you tonight

He waits to see if she responds, after a few minutes he puts his phone back down right as a text comes in. 

Talia (1:34 PM) Me too. C u soon!

The rest of the day flies by. He leaves the office shortly after 5 to make it home. Taking a shower and checking his hair, he gets dressed in casual wear. He texted Talia where to meet due to her not wanting to be picked up. It was a little Italian restaurant that was more relax and not so uptight. He figured Talia would not appreciate a five star restaurant. The restaurant had a lot of personal meaning to him. 

He was surprised when he pulled up to the little restaurant. The famous Luke already parked with no sign of his date. He gets out of his car and instantly sees her. 

Sitting on the steps outside the restaurant, she looks like a vixen. She has on a green polk-a-dot dress that has a dip in the cleavage. It is thigh length showing off her long bronzed legs. She has on small heeled sandals but what catches his attention the most is her hair. It seems she never likes to wear product. Her hair is in natural waves and her face has minimal makeup. In short terms, she looks hot as hell. 

He walks towards her when her eyes snap to him and a coy smile graces her lips. He stops at her feet and holds out a hand. She bites her lower lip and places her soft palm into his. He helps her up and watches as the evening breezes swirls the end of the dress. She instantly goes to straighten it down. He can't help but his eyes leisurely dance over each curve and dip of her body. She was easily the sexiest woman he has ever met. 

"Talia, it's good to see you." He says leaning forward slowly. His lips pressing to her cheek for a brief moment. He lingers momentarily before pulling back to see her eyes bigger and a pink hue to her cheeks. 

Talia clears her throat before meeting his gaze and leaning forward she mimics his action. His eyes closing savoring her tenderness. He didn't even realize that his hands found their way to her waist. Grasping her hips within his hands as she leans back slowly. Their eyes locking and the world fading away. Her brown eyes hypnotizing him with their caramel depths. He begins to lean forward but their bubble is busted too quickly. 

"Is that my nephew?!"

Nat blinks and attempts to step back but Jax just allows his arm to whine around her waist pinning her to his side as a woman comes down the few steps with arms opened wide. Nat stands their as Jax's aunt throws her arms around them both. Pulling back the short woman looks over Nat while a sincere smile. 

"Oh bella"

Nat smiled at her term of endearment. "Grazie"

Both heads snap to her and the woman continues, "Parli Italiano?" (Do you speak Italian?"

"Conosco un po." (I know a little) Nat says while shrugging. The woman continues beaming at Talia before turning to Jackson. 

"I like her" 

Jackson chuckles as Nat smiles gently. The woman then turns walking away while waving them to follow. Jax stops his little beauty holding her back. Nat looks to him in question as he brings her close leaving an adoring kiss to her forehead. 

"You are incredibly sexy when you speak my native tongue." 

She smirks and leans up to his ear. Her lips brushing the shell of his ear. "Si supieras lo que puedo hacer con mi lengua." (If only you knew what I could do with my tongue.)

Jax groans hearing her Spanish roll of her tongue. She pulls back with a mischievous glint in her eye and a smirk on her lips. She turns and begins walking away. 

Should I tell her I speak Spanish?