"It would be."I grabbed my clutch bag from the bar beside me and pulled out my case of business cards.I popped it open and handed one to him."And now you have it."
"That feels very official."
"It cuts down on unnecessary steps," I said."If we run into one another at another event in another six months and you've never contacted me, then I'll know it's because you're not interested and not because you mistook a three for an eight."
"I have no intention of waiting six months to message you, Ms Mandal."
"Laila," I responded.
"Laila," he repeated, his lips quirking upwards into a smile as he said my name.
A funny feeling spread through me.I knew I was here for work, but I'd already forgotten that more than once during our conversation.Poseidon was surprisingly likeable, and clearly didn't take himself too seriously.
I picked up my glass of wine to finish it, using the motion to study the god over the top of it.Could I get involved with a god?My friends were doing it, and neither of them seemed particularly worried either way.Eloise even had a normal mortal lifespan rather than the longer lives Ivy and I had as types of fae, and she didn't seem to have a single problem dating a god.
It just seemed like it would be so messy on paper, but the practice might be so much sweeter.
Chapter5
LAILA
Listening back to a recording of myself flirting was cringeworthy.I clearly needed to work on my game if I was going to impress Poseidon.He, on the other hand, sounded as smooth on the recording device as he'd been in reality, and I could feel myself responding every time he said something that had affected me last night.
This was foolish.He was an immortal god, what interest would he have in me?
Except that it had felt like he made it fairly clear last night that hewasinterested in me.
I cursed myself as I realised I'd been too distracted by Poseidon's voice to make any notes and slid the bar on the recording so I could start it again.It was going to take twice as long to write my article as normal at this rate.
I'd managed to write down a few things when the door opened,
and Ivy stepped into our flat carrying a bag of groceries.I hit the pause button, but not before she'd noticed what I was doing.
"Are you still listening to the recording?"she asked, amusement shining through her voice.
"I'm just doing my job," I said.
She laughed heartily."That's what I was telling myself whenever I checked one of Nick's emails, even though he was never the one who emailed me about actual work."
"How does he run his toy business if he doesn't email about work?"
"Pieter does it all.Nick's the creative type, he'd rather be making the toys than doing all of the, as he calls it, boring business stuff."She shook her head, amusement written all over her face.
"He's lucky to have you to do his marketing for him."
"Until my boss finds out we're dating and I get fired, anyway," she murmured."Why do I work for a company that has ano dating your clientsrule?"She set the bag of groceries on the kitchen side and started unpacking them.
"Probably so that you could say that there was one when a creep hit on you," I pointed out."They weren't to know that the creep was Santa and you were into it."
She rolled her eyes."Nick is not a creep."
"I know, it just sounded good that way."
"And we met before we knew we were working together.We were even going to go on a date..."
"I know," I assured her."It was just bad luck that you have the clause in your contract."
"I know I'm going to have to deal with it eventually.Nick suggested that I go work for him directly, but it's too soon for that."She let out a sigh.
