CHAPTER SEVEN
After Blaise arrived in Portland, he found himself in one meeting after another because two from Monday had been crammed in between others. A typical day, except—he couldn’t focus. He adjusted his glasses—his eyes needed time to recover before he wore contacts again—but his vision wasn’t the problem.
He was distracted.
Which wasn’t like him.
He quickened his pace. A few minutes alone in his office would help him regroup.
Trevor sat at his desk, staring at his computer monitor.
Blaise walked past his assistant and reached for the door handle.
“The contract you wanted is on your desk.” Trevor glanced up at him. “I emailed you a pdf in case you prefer an electronic version.”
“Thanks.”
Trevor studied him. “You seem out of it. Do you need me to get you anything? Make you a doctor’s appointment?”
The guy was perceptive. The quality could be both positive and negative. “Thanks, but I’m just not ready for Monday.”
Trevor’s mouth tightened. “It’s Tuesday.”
Oh, right.“My Monday was cut short, so that’s where my brain is.”
A partial truth. His mind wasn’t here today. It was in San Francisco.
With Hadley.
“Was the trip to see Ms. Lowell worthwhile?” Trevor asked.
“Yes.” More so than Blaise imagined it would be. “But nothing is firm yet.”
That, he hoped, would happen on Sunday.
Hadley would get her money. He’d win the bet. Wes and Dash would thank Blaise for their wives.
Feeling better, he entered his office and closed the door behind him. It was only a matter of time.
When he’d mentioned the amount he was willing to pay Hadley, dollar signs had appeared in her pretty blue eyes. The way she’d gasped and then licked her lips showed her interest, but surprisingly, she hadn’t given in to temptation.
That annoyed him and impressed him.
She was considering her company and what this might mean in the long-term, not doing a money grab.
All he needed was for Sunday to go well. He didn’t care who showed up as long as Wes and Dash were there.
Which reminded Blaise.
He sat behind his desk and sent a text to Wes.
Blaise:Did you see my message in the group chat?
Wes:I did.
Blaise:Will you be there?
Wes:Thinking about it.
