he'd understand your other commitments."
"Well, I have to agree with Madison, at least in the case of my son Peter. He is very spoiled and wants his girlfriend around all the time, I'm afraid," Manda told the other women. "Such a mama's boy!"
"I guess it's between our sons, then," Sasha told Bunny.
"Hold on, wait a minute," Madison laughed. "You ladies are incorrigible. I haven't agreed to anything."
"You'd be singing a different tune if you met my son. He's cute, successful, and such a sweetheart when he wants to be," Bunny told her with a wink. "All he needs is a good woman to put him in his place, and I think you could be that woman."
The women at the table were all laughing as Austin approached Madison. He crouched down, so that he was at their level before addressing them. "Excuse me for interrupting ladies, but they need you in the kitchen, Boss." He smiled at the other ladies before he walked away.
"Ooh, he's a cutie. Tight buns too," Manda said as they all watched him saunter away, bringing another round of naughty laughter to the table.
"Austin is a sweetheart. Now, if you ladies will excuse me, I better get back to work. It was nice meeting you both, and anytime you need anything, just ask for me."
After Madison left, Sasha and Bunny kept the debate going about whose son would be a better match for her. They kept it up well through dessert and into the ride home. Either woman would be happy to have her as a daughter-in-law, if they could only get their sons in gear to meet her.
Cameron spent most of his day in the recording studio fighting with record executives about the lyrics on his upcoming album. He had brought in his journal, containing lyrics he had written, hoping that they could be used instead. He was prepared for a fight, and that's just what he got.
After a lot of shouting, with a few threats of lawsuits peppered in from both sides, they came to an agreement. Only one song on the album would have the bubble gum lyrics, and they would insert some of Cameron's material to replace the ones they trashed.
Finally feeling better about the situation, Cameron was able to lay down vocals to some of the tracks that were already agreed upon. Just the rush he got in front of the microphone was enough to ease the burden of what he had woken up to.
His hangover was subsiding, thanks to the adrenaline rush, and he felt better than he had in a while. If all went well, he'd be able to get this album out in a few months. Then he'd be able to tour again, and get out in front of his fans, something he couldn't wait to do. He loved to travel, and he loved to perform. Staying in one place too long seemed to get to him. It was the only way he could explain the debacle of the night before. Beer goggles were one thing, but to sleep with someone he despised so much? It was hard to understand how it could have happened.
All he knew was that his life, and his career, seemed to be back on track, and there was no looking back now. What happened in the past was meant to stay there, and he hoped that Madison wouldn't try to use the media to damage his reputation for her own gains. She had embarrassed him once, and he hoped that she wouldn't do it again. He had no way of knowing if she would, but the way things had been lately - the way people seemed to have a target on his back for any little thing - he had to look at everyone as a potential enemy.
From now on, he was going to be smarter about his affairs, drunk or not.
Chapter Four
"Guys, you need to pay attention to what you're doing. This is the third dish that I've stopped from being served because it looks like shit," Madison snapped at her kitchen staff. "You've all been here long enough to know that dishes that show this poorly are absolutely unacceptable!"
She pointed to the plate of clams casino, then made a show of dumping the whole thing in the garbage can. "Start it over, and don't make them wait forever."
Austin had walked in halfway through her rant. He had looked at the plate before she tipped it and noticed that while it hadn't been