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“Text her,” Samuel suggested.
“What? No.” Harper pushed up and studied the other man. “Look, I know you want movement to happen, but we can’t push this too hard. Robin is not the on-the-go socialite you told me she was. She’s a family-oriented homebody. That’s not someone you just demand to see. She has to want to see me.”
Samuel sighed and closed his laptop. “Then explain to me what we’re doing?”
“Waiting.” Harper spread his hands. “Look, a party girl feeds off attention. They want that last text at night and they want to wake up to a text in the morning.”
“So what’s Robin?”
It was his turn to sigh. “A smart girl.”
“You just called her a family-oriented homebody.”
Harper waved a hand. “Yeah. But more than that, she’ssmart.”
“Okay, so what are we doing?”
He lifted his shoulders. “Waiting.”
Samuel’s gaze narrowed.
How was it a good-looking guy like him had no game whatsoever? Baruti had better game with women than Samuel. It was a crying shame.
He shook his head and sighed. “You’re talking like there’s a playbook. What’s your next move then? We need a plan. We need for something to happen to justify how long we’ve been here.”
“A smart woman like Robin doesn’t want a man up in her business. She isn’t going to operate on our schedule. The key here is to let her know I’m thinking about her occasionally so I’m always on her mind while leaving her the fuck alone.”
“Okay,” Samuel said slowly.
Harper couldn’t fathom how that was lost on Samuel, of all people. Harper had a hard time believing Samuel wouldn’t prefer the same damn thing were he in a relationship himself. Then again, maybe that was an area the guy just hadn’t focused on. For some people, work was life.
“Just go with it,” Harper said.
“You’re saying to attract an intelligent woman you’re playing a cat-and-mouse game of advance and retreat?”
Harper carefully replayed that sentence in his head then nodded. It wasn’t perfect, but if those were terms Samuel understood, then he’d go with it. “Yes.”
Samuel shook his head. “That is too complicated.”
“It is, but I don’t make the rules.”
Harper had to wonder when Samuel’s last, significant relationship was. Harper had a feeling he wasn’t going to like the answer. Seriously, when this gig was over they needed to take Samuel out to a bar and find him a temporary girlfriend. Something. Anything.
A chime dinged in the silence.
Samuel lifted his head and met Harper’s gaze.
He merely grinned back at the other man and tapped his phone screen. “Oh…”
“What?”
“Hey, curious if you’re busy today?” Harper smiled and began typing.
“Is that what she sent? What are you saying?”
“Just that I’ve got a meeting in a few minutes. Remember, she thinks I’m here doing consulting work. She can’t know we’re literally sitting around waiting for her to talk to me. If I’m always free, she’ll get suspicious.”
“Don’t play hard to get.”
