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“How much are you paying him?” Damian flatly asked Aaliyah, who was still rubbing down the sofa.
She looked at Damian and smiled. “Oh, only ten thousand but he asked for it to be donated to charity.”
Damian shot me a ‘What the hell is going on?’ expression, and I shot him a ‘Shut up and drop it’ glare—to which he gave me a ‘You’re a fucking idiot’ stare. I followedthatup with an ‘I know I’m a fucking idiot’ look. Aaliyah didn’t even notice that we held a whole conversation with just intense eye contact.
Sometimes, I felt Damian and I communicated better without words than we ever did with them.
“My boss is convinced Connor is one of the hot topics of this time,” Aaliyah explained.
“The topics must be very underwhelming this year,” Damian replied.
Aaliyah laughed, tossing her head back. “Yeah. We were really scraping the bottom of the barrel with this guy.”
Hell, her laughter was beautiful, too. She had that intense kind of laugh that vibrated off the walls and into people’s spirits. It was an infectious sound, the kind of laughter that made other people chuckle, too.
“Makes sense. I’m sure you asked others too and they declined the offer of being interviewed,” Damian said. “Honestly, that’s the only thing that would make sense.”
“He was actually the third billionth person we reached out to this time around,” Aaliyah chimed in, playing along with Damian. Most people didn’t pick up on Damian’s dry humor since it read as rude and dismissive a lot of the time, but Aaliyah fell right into place with it.
“You should’ve kept searching,” Damian said.
Aaliyah shook her head and crossed her arms. “I know. I told my boss that over and over again, but alas, we had to settle with this one.”
Damian almost smirked, and—holy shit how did she get him to almost smirk?What kind of witchcraft was Aaliyah into?
“Better get back to work. If you want to give her the bad joke today and save me from that misery, by all means,” Damian said.
“Sounds good. And Damian?” I nodded his way. “Take the lead today.”
He arched a surprised brow. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. I think you’re ready.”
“I’ve never shopped a property this big,” he warned.
“Which is exactly why you should do it today. You got this. I’ll be lurking in the shadows if you need me.”
His brows knitted together, and he shrugged his shoulders. “Thanks, I guess.”
“I love you, too,” I joked, patting him on the back. He walked off to make sure everything was perfect around the property, and I knew he was excited. Even though he’d never pushed a property that size, I knew if anyone could sell it that afternoon, it would be Damian. Sure, he was cold in his demeanor when he wasn’t working with clients, but he turned on the fake charm once he stepped into the business role.
It was amazing to witness. He could make himself give fake smiles to clients and speak elegantly and charm their pants off without a problem. Yet the moment the clients left, Damian’s face would drop and he’d return back to his old Eeyore ways. The good ole bait and switch.
I bet he had to unplug completely from the world after engaging with other humans. It seemed exhausting to him.
Aaliyah kept smiling. “What a nice guy.”
“Nice?” I laughed. “Most people call him unapproachable.”
“I think he’s funny. A very dry sense of humor. He doesn’t smile much, now does he?”
“I’m still waiting to see it. I’m kind of scared for when I see a real, genuine smile from him. I don’t know how I’ll react.”
Aaliyah let out a small chuckle, and it transported me back to Halloween night when she laughed and left that sound imprinted on me.
“Come on,” I said, holding a hand out toward her. “Let me show you the rest of the place before people begin arriving.”
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