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could see the war going on in his brain. He didn’t like following orders, but if they were going to work together, he needed to learn to obey her.
    When he still didn’t take the seat on her second command, she sighed and looked up at the ceiling for a moment before meeting his eyes once again. “Ter, I can see you don’t like following orders, but if we’re going to work together, you have to do as I say. Without my approval, there will be no contract for you to sign.”
    “Is that so?” he ground out, looking like a stubborn child.
    She softened her tone. “Yes, it is. Now please, sit down. I refuse to look up at you or conduct business while standing.”
    Ivy breathed a small sigh of relief when he complied and took the empty seat at the table. “Would you like something to drink?”
    “Yes, please,” he answered and she could still hear the agitation in his voice.
    She pushed the intercom buzzer and waited for the receptionist to answer.
    “Tina, I’d like you to bring coffee to my office please. Strong black espresso for myself.” She paused and looked at the man sitting across from her. When he nodded, she hid a smile. “That will be two strong black espressos.”
    “I’ll bring a tray up. Will there be anything else?”
    Ivy looked at Terrence and asked politely, “Would you like milk for your coffee?”
    He shook his head and she told the receptionist that was all. When she disconnected the intercom, she found him staring at her again with a seducing look in his deep wells of emerald green. “I prefer mine black. And strong, with just a hint of sweetness.”
    Hot and cold shivers rushed down her spine. Why do I get the impression he’s no longer talking about coffee?
    It was a little unnerving, but an oh-so sexy and a little dangerous feeling. If he was flirting with her, he was doing an excellent job.
    Mentally shaking her head at the direction her thoughts kept going, she opened the file on her desk and got down to business. She began to go through the over one hundred page contract he still had to sign.
    “So your contract is pretty standard, however, there are a few things, anomalies if you will, that we need to get cleared up before you can sign it.”
    “What anomalies?” he asked.
    She sat back in her chair and met his gaze. “Well, your YouTube channel for one. I’ve reviewed the material there and several of the songs you want us to produce for your album are on the site. They have to be taken down.”
    “What? Why? We released those songs months ago. What does it matter…?” He looked like he wanted to jump up and pace through the room.
    “Ter, it is my job to ensure that the record label’s current and future revenues are protected.” She pulled out a list of songs she’d identified from his YouTube channel that matched up with the songs he and his band wanted to include in their first album. Along with several more originals she thought might be included in future albums.
    She didn’t want to leave anything to chance, and she definitely wanted no one coming back at her in the coming months and years wanting to know why she’d not been proactive. That was not the way she did business.
    She slid the paper across the table to him, careful not to touch him. No more tingling burns on her hand. She needed to concentrate.
    He flinched as he scanned the list. With an incredulous look, he murmured, “Get Me Some More.” Then he met her gaze. “You want me to take down my most popular song? Did you see how many times it’s been viewed? Over a million.”
    “It has to come down.”
    “Why? I don’t understand what’s to be gained from disappointing our followers in such a drastic way. I thought the idea of making an album and doing a tour was to gain new fans, not alienate them.”
    She ignored his questions, instead flipping open the contract. “If you’ll look at page thirty-seven, you’ll recall that the record label now owns the rights to every song published under the