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‘What do you want to know?”
“Who, what, where, how and why am I just meeting him?”
“We met at a party and have been…uhm, we’ve been…”
“This is a first.” DeeDee smiled.
“What and why are you smiling like that?”
“I can’t believe cool, collected, Olivia Bennett is at a loss for words.”
“No, I’m not,” she protested and sipped her champagne.
“Yes, you are.” DeeDee sipped her water. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re blushing.”
“I’m not blushing.”
“Honey, that color in your cheeks isn’t from your blush, but from that man.”
“No, it isn’t.”
“You’re right…it’s love.” She smiled.
Chapter 13
Eric stood staring out his office window wondering what his next move should be. Things were going well with Olivia. They had been together almost a year. However, she still wouldn’t sleep with him. He needed her to invite him into her bed in order for his plan to work. He believed once he slept with her, she would be willing to do anything he asked. Until then, he was sort of stuck.
His practice was going well, but he knew if he had some of the Manhattan elite as his clients, it would be even better.
He had completed his first book, and thanks to a friend at a small press, he was able to get a decent book deal. However, his publisher wasn’t willing to put out a lot of money to market a self-help book from an unknown. Another reason why he needed Olivia. If she were to endorse a party for him, all of Manhattan would attend and the press would be phenomenal.
He couldn’t figure out where he went wrong. He was doing everything he could think of. He was even attending church with her on Sundays, and having brunch with her family. Charming her mother was a piece of cake. Her father on the other hand, was a challenge. Getting David Bennett to like him was just as difficult as getting Olivia to sleep with him.
His phone rang, interrupting his strategy session. He walked over to his desk and picked up his phone. He looked at the screen, Olivia. He pressed the button and her face appeared on the screen. “Hey babe.”
“Hi, baby.”
He looked at his watch. “I might be running a little late.”
“Me too.”
“Oh. What time do you want me to pick you up?”
“Uhm, three hundred and forty five hours.”
“What?”
“I have to go out of town.”
“When?”
“Today…now.”
“Miss Bennett, will there be anything else?” The attendant asked.
“Where are you?”
“On my way to Dallas.”
