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CC smiled, wicked and tempting, and Al shook a finger at her. “Put that smirk away. We’re not going there until we close this deal, like we agreed. That’s part of building the trust between us. What you need to believe.”
“What if I get there sooner?”
“Stop being a lawyer for two seconds.”
“A horny lawyer,” CC said.
Al stepped back between her legs and clasped her thighs, squeezing gently. “Tony’s right, you’re trouble too.” She leaned forward, a brush of lips to tide them both over. “I want to give you what you need, CC. We’re not there yet, but I promise when we do get there, it’ll be worth it.”
Chapter Thirteen
CC stood outside the conference room door, listening as Al explained tomorrow’s zoning hearing to Brynn. CC and Brynn wouldn’t be attending. Dotson was the party petitioning for an expanded license. Jen and Etienne didn’t need to be at the hearing, so neither did CC or Brynn, who were expected at the firm holiday party tomorrow night anyway.
Al had lucked out of that one. Not that the zoning hearing would be much more pleasant, the way she was explaining it to Brynn. She patiently answered Brynn’s follow-up questions, sharing her knowledge and experience with the junior associate. Too rare these days.
When it sounded like they were wrapping up, Brynn with a “Thanks for the walk-through,” CC pushed off the wall and into the conference room.
Al glanced in her direction. “You get your other transaction signed?”
Jen and Etienne weren’t the only ones trying to finish year-end deals. CC had been negotiating a franchise agreement for another client that had taken an unexpected turn last week, leaving Brynn and Al to keep the Tchin Tchin deal moving forward while she juggled matters. “Finally.” She lowered into the chair on the other side of Brynn. “So I can finally turn my full attention to this one. Where are we on the checklist?” she asked Brynn.
Brynn drew her laptop closer and opened the deal management app they were using to organize the transaction.
“Technology, man,” Al muttered from her other side.
CC chuckled. “A long way from the paper checklists and accordion files.”
“Happy to have missed that era,” Brynn mumbled.
CC playfully shoved her shoulder. “Just for that, I’m going to pull out the accordion for the recordable docs on this deal.”
“Fair,” Brynn conceded with a nod. CC really had gotten lucky in the associate lottery. Granted, she’d had a string of entitled frat boys to endure before Brynn had walked through MRM’s doors, but karma had rewarded her in the end. “APA is pending exhibits,” Brynn said. “Exhibits are pending final diligence items.”
She glanced past Brynn to Al, a brow raised.
“Environmental report is due today,” Al said. “I’ll read through it, then make any changes we need for the reps and warranties exhibit. In the meantime, I uploaded revisions on the ancillary docs for your review.”
“Funding?” CC asked as Brynn scrolled to that part of the checklist.
“I’m expecting loan documents any day now.”
“Cutting it a little close.”
“We’re not the only year-end deal.”
“I know, I know.”
“They’re gonna want copies of all the ancillaries,” Al said. “So the sooner we button those up, the better.”
“I’m on it,” CC said. “And let us know whatever else you need for the opinion letter.” Legal opinions—or fancy cover-your-ass letters—were always one of the last and trickiest items negotiated in a financing transaction, and they required everything else to be done before they could be issued.
“In that case,” CC said, rotating her chair toward Brynn, “I think we’re done for the night.”
“Excellent.” Brynn clicked a few boxes on her electronic checklist, sent an email that vibrated on arrival in CC’s inbox, then snapped her laptop shut. “See you tomorrow,” she said to CC as she stood, then to Al as she gathered her things, “Good luck at the hearing.”
She was barely out the door when Al tossed her glasses onto the table and kicked her bare feet up into the vacated chair.
“Make yourself at home,” CC said sarcastically, even as she did exactly the same, her feet toward the back of the chair, only a couple inches apart.
