“I just heard from Frankie. She loved how Chloe’s nails turned out and is excited for her to be featured in her company’s first look book.”

“Yes, Chloe told me the exciting news,” I force out, feeling guilty that Chloe is upset because of a situation I’ve put her in.

“You know, I’m really enjoying how well the ladies get along. I didn’t think we had much in common before, but getting to know you and Chloe has made me realize I was wrong.”

“We’ve enjoyed getting to know you both as well.” It’s not exactly a lie, our time with Fred and Frankie has been entertaining to say the least.

“I’ll get to the point. I’ve given my people the go ahead to set up a meeting with your folks.”

I sit up in my chair. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. The reason I’ve been playing happy couple with Chloe, going on dates with Fred and Frankie, trying to get my deal in front of Fred.

“That would be great, Fred.” I keep my tone even, not wanting to show the enthusiasm I’m feeling that this deal—THE DEAL—is finally moving forward.

“I’ve seen the initial timeline documents and I think we can get this closed fairly quick.”

“I’ll let my legal team know,” I say.

“Let’s do dinner next week.”

“I look forward to it.”

“I’ll be in touch.”

I hang up the receiver. That familiar thrill of an impending deal sends a jolt of gratification through my body. It’s the feeling I chase from one deal to the next.

I reach for the receiver to call Carl.

He answers on the first ring. “You’re still alive.”

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Chloe looked pissed.”

“She got a bad manicure from Frankie. She’ll be okay.”

“I just got an email from legal at Voltaire. They’re setting up a meeting.”

“That’s why I called. Fred called me. He’s moving forward with the deal.”

“That’s the best fucking news I’ve heard all week.”

“It’s Monday.”

“Still. We need to celebrate. McNally’s at seven?”

“Can’t. I told Chloe I’d be home after work.”

I can’t wait to tell Chloe, to let her know that her efforts with Frankie were not in vain.

“Ah. The old ball and chain. In your case it’s more of a zip tie situation,” Carl says.

“What are you talking about zip ties?”

“Not permanent. An easy out. Also, Lindsay is going through a bondage thing lately so I just picked some up from the hardware store. She wants to get kinky. I’m into it.”

“I don’t want to know.” I groan.