Page 97 of Bulletproof

“He has a flawless reputation.”

“He does?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were crushing on Fallon?”

“Because you’re my gay boyfriend and I didn’t want you to get jealous.”

“But Fallon can’t be a partner.”

“He can if he brings his own clients and collateral to the table. The thing with Aubrey was that we paid her as an employee, but we treated her like a partner and gave her a voice in the company. We went from two to three with no infusion of funds. She never invested anything but her time.”

“That was a big deal.”

“Yes, but maybe if she’d had to buy in, that would have bought us more time, bunny.”

“You’ve thought about this.”

“I have.”

“You hate being where you are.”

“Yes, I do.”

“I just don’t know if I can do what I hate at a new place, even if it’s with Fal. It’s like hanging curtains in hell, you know?”

“Yep, I totally get it.”

“So, what, I should call him?”

“Call Fallon. If he needs me to go see him, I will.”

“You will?”

“Hell yeah.”

“I really love you,” I sighed.

“I know.”

“Do you think there’s anything wrong with me?”

“Nothing permanent.”

I thought about that.

“You’re the only person I know who’s been flipped off by an ambulance driver,” she said.

“Which has what to do with what we’re talking about?”

“It just makes you, you.”

“I thought he was gonna park.”

She started laughing, and I hung up and called Fallon Strauss.

“Hey, Jory. Are you⁠—”