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My eyebrows hit my hairline. “You’re fucking kidding me. Do we have to do that?”
“Maybe. Or if not, they’ll make you feel like a douche for wimping out.”
“But they’re meant to be all amiable and soft,” I said.
“In a quiet, militant way.”
“New Age tyrants. That doesn’t quite fit, does it?”
“No. But you haven’t been around Mitchell and his anal ways. I mean, he even questioned my mixing red with purple the other day.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“I wore purple socks with a red dress. Mitch commented that the vibration was too intense.”
“Mm… I like you when your vibration is all intense.”
She giggled.
“So have you had one of these colonic thingos?” I asked, my anus tightening in protest.
“No way. But that’s what’s on the brochure that just arrived today. After you left, a box-load was delivered to Mad Love.”
“Can we catch up later?” I asked. “You can show me.”
“I’ve got pole dancing classes tonight. Maybe later.”
“Can I come and watch?”
“No. You’ll only perv on all the girls.”
“I want to perv on you,” I said.
“I’ll drop in afterward and show you what I learned,” she said, sounding all sultry.
“Can’t wait.”
I ended the call, beaming. Life was great. I had a private pole dance to look forward to, and I’d earned myself an afternoon off.
Just as I was about to leave, my father stepped into my office and performed a slow clap.
“They loved it. I got a call from Jensen, and we scored the contract. They have a couple of other products too. Well done, son. You really brought it home. This is a big one. They’re a huge international company.”
I rubbed my neck. Better late than never. That pat on the back had only taken thirty years to arrive. That wasn’t counting my first year alive. Babies couldn’t exactly impress. I thought of my nephew, Dylan, who was an exception. His babbling continuously impressed my father, as though the crawling toddler had invented a one-day trip to Mars.
“That’s great, Dad.” I kept my tone cool, even though I was giving myself an internal high five.
Ms. Sharp entered the office and said, “I’ve drawn up the contract.”
“I was just congratulating Chase. There was a hell of a lot of competition.”
She regarded me and nodded.
“I need the day off,” I said. “I’m exhausted. I was up all night putting the finishing touches to the pitch.” I was lying of course. I’d been up Ivy all night.
My father looked at Ms. Sharp. “Can you leave us for a moment?”
She nodded and walked out.
