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I try to imagine her reaction when I walk in and say I have the money to buy the store. That would surprise everyone – that’s for sure.
I debate calling Tammy to ask for her opinion on my idea. I know I don’t need to, though – it would only be a way to stall for time. Her advice was pretty clear last night. She’d just tell me to put up or shut up, already, in typical Tammy style.
I pull Andrew’s business card out of my purse. This time I notice that both of their numbers are on it. I was so focused on Andrew yesterday that I didn’t notice this before.
I wonder what kind of business they do, but then I shake my head.
No more distractions.
I pull my phone out of my purse and then I glance at the time. It’s mid-morning. They should be able to answer. I get butterflies in my stomach at the thought of calling Andrew.
Maybe Brian would be a better choice. He might be easier to talk to, since he seems so conceited. I’m used to dealing with guys like that. They’re a piece of cake, once they realize I’m truly not interested. Then they just tell me whatever I need to know, so that I don’t hurt their wounded pride any longer than is necessary.
I start to dial in the phone number that’s on the card and then I stop. I need to go over what I’m going to say. Plus, I need to make sure that he remembers me. I want to sound professional. I don’t want to come across as desperate, like I’m begging for money or sex.
I tell myself that I’m only doing this for the shop. A small part of me wonders if I would enjoy the sex, though.
Maybe I’d like to be with a man as handsome or as wealthy as Andrew. I would never have to worry about my business.
I call him and then I wait in anticipation as the phone rings.
He doesn’t answer. I hang up as it goes to his voicemail. I’m disappointed and ready to give up on my idea. I can’t give up, though. I want this way too bad.
I call him back and get his voicemail again. I take a deep breath before I leave him a message, along with my number. I remind him who I am and that I have decided to take him up on his offer.
Then I hang up and try to calm my excitement. I can’t believe I just did that. I stare at the phone, anxiously waiting for him to call back. Then I notice that I’m tapping my fingers against the steering wheel just as anxiously.
This guy had better call me back.
Who the hell walks into a flower shop and propositions a worker and then doesn’t answer when she calls like he wanted her to?
Chapter 6
Andrew
After receiving the message, I call Brian, and play it for him.
“You got your wish. Now call her,” he encourages me, when it’s done playing.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I reply.
He laughs and I’m feeling smug. I knew there was a part of Sheila that would be interested in being with me. Even if I momentarily lost confidence in myself, which isn’t normally like me. She certainly has a way of consuming my thoughts throwing me off my game.
I quickly call her back.
“Hello, Sheila? It’s Andrew. I just got your message,” I say, sounding smooth and confident, proud at myself for knowing she’d call even if it had seemed like she wouldn’t.
I’m shocked by her curt tone, though, when she sighs and says, “Andrew. I guess you were screening my calls first. That’s okay, because, like I said in my voicemail, I’m only interested in the money-making opportunity, so this could be a win-win for both of us. Listen. Just tell me more about that, please.”
I start to explain, not used to having to falter with a woman. Usually, I’m the one trying to get rid of them, but Sheila has me off my game, and almost feeling like begging her to keep talking to me, which isn’t like me at all.
“Well, I agree it’s a great opportunity for both of us to get what we want. In fact, if you let me explain further…” I start to say, but sure enough, she cuts me off.
“Don’t bullshit me with all of your smooth talk. I already know it’s some kind of escort service or some other unsavory thing like that. Just give me the details without trying to make it sound better than it is,” she snaps.
Now it’s my turn to sigh. I can tell I’m going to have my hands full with her. I like a challenge, though. It makes life more interesting.
“Very well. It’s more of an event. An auction, specifically. Though we still need a place to host it. Typically, it works like this: women can auction off anything they like, from a date to their virginity, and the men bid on them. In fact, I would love it very much if you would participate in the auction for a date with me.”
