Fucking pain in my ass.
And he has the skills, points, and experience to make that demand.
Same as I know, he’s the player who’ll continue carrying the team forward…so we’ll bend over backwards to give it to him.
“Good,” Olivia says and I rue the day that Prestige Media Group was founded. “I’ll be in touch in a few weeks once the other details are finalized.”
“Great,” I mutter.
“As always, Damon,” she says breezily, “it’s a pleasure doing business with you.”
“Right.” It’s still a mutter and it’s paired with me hanging up the phone.
Scowling, I lean back in my chair.
Then my phone rings again.
“Jesus Christ,” I snap, sighing before I swipe a finger across the screen and lift my cell to my ear. “Yes?”
The person on the other end starts speaking and I barely hold back a groan.
Because this isn’t going to be a short call.
“Are you there?” they ask.
I allow my head to drop back, staring up at the fluorescent lights in the ceiling, and then I get on with doing the worst part of my job—saying all the right things at the right times and resisting the urge to call the person on the other side of the phone an idiot.
In the end, I succeed.
But just barely.
I pushout of the office, turn in the direction of the parking lot.
If I’ve been punished with phone calls all morning and afternoon, at least I can do is get out of here early.
I’ll grab some food, bring it over to Joey’s place, and fuck out all of my frustrations.
Or maybe we’ll finally get to have that bath.
It’s been two weeks since the night of the sundae—or rather,sundaes—and aside from the copious amounts of phone calls and the watchful eye of Storm, these have been the best weeks of my life.
Easy. Full.
Joey.
Maybe that’s the best adjective.
Becauseshe’sthe one making my life easy, making me feel alive, making every minute with her better than the last.
So yeah…maybe tonight is bath night.
I have a mind to show her exactly how much I appreciate all of that.
Tomorrow is a scheduled day off. We can stay up late, I can fuck her exactly how I want, and then do the same thing in the morning before I treat her to pancakes.
Good plan.
Break.
