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“What’s the ask?” Arthur asked.
“Full ask. Five million.” He noticed that Angela didn’t bat an eye even though he’d told her earlier that he was willing to concede by half a mil, but this guy irked Daniel. Always had, so he was in no mood to work with him on price.
“C’mon, Daniel,” Arthur said. “My clients want to know they’re getting a deal here.”
“This is a deal. Every condo in the building has gone for upward of four million. And this is the penthouse. You’ve got to know that it’s a higher price point especially with the vaulted ceilings areas on the lower level.”
“And the balcony off the master suite.” Angela joined. “Have you seen anything like it? You can’t beat the views.”
“You’re reaching, Daniel, but then why am I not surprised.” Arthur snorted. “And now you have your girl Friday here, following after you like a good lapdog.”
Angela opened her mouth to speak, but Daniel touched her arm and shook his head.
“Let me talk it over with my clients,” Arthur said.
Once he’d stepped away, Angela seethed with fury by Daniel’s side. “The gall of that man to call me a lapdog!”
“Ignore him. I do. He isn’t worth your anger.”
“Are all the top brokers in town like him?” she whispered.
“Some,” Daniel answered honestly, “but because of it, his client will pay through the nose.”
Arthur returned several minutes later. “My clients are willing to offer full ask.”
A broad grin spread across Daniel’s lips and he gave Angela a knowing look. They’d done it. They’d sold the penthouse together. They were a good team.
And, Daniel suspected, they’d be even better lovers. But would he have another chance to convince her of that?
CHAPTER 10
Angela couldn’t help but admire Daniel even though he wore a smug smile as he sat in the bar at the Forge, where they were dining with Alejandro Rivera. She’d had just enough time after their showings to go home, shower and change before Daniel’s limo arrived to pick her up.
But this time, its owner was not in it. Had he known that sitting together in close quarters again was a recipe for disaster? She hadn’t minded the bottle of Cristal that had been left chilling for her and helped herself to some on the ride over. She could get very used to this extravagant lifestyle.
Tonight, she’d chosen a simple black midi dress with cutaway armholes. It was feminine yet sleek, and showed off her curves and a fair amount of her back with the crisscross detail. It wasn’t designer but from a fashionable boutique in town. She’d piled her hair in a loose updo with tendrils of curls framing her face.
Daniel was obviously pleased with the outfit. He showed his appreciation by raking her with a searing gaze.
“Is Alejandro not here?” Angela inquired once she’d sat in one of the bar stools beside Daniel. He was nursing a scotch while she’d ordered a martini. “I’d have thought he’d be here by now.” She’d purposely arrived fifteen minutes late, not wanting to be alone with Daniel.
He shook his head, but his eyes never left her face. “He called to say he’d hit some traffic but he’ll be here any minute. Speaking of…here he is now.”
Angela spun around to face the six-foot Colombian with thick dark hair, a chiseled jaw with a goatee, and dark eyes. He wore an expensive Italian suit and loafers. “Daniel, it’s good to see you, my friend, but who is this lovely creature next to you?”
Daniel turned to Angela. “Alejandro, this is Angela Trainor. She’s an associate in my firm whom I’m mentoring. Angela, this is Alejandro Rivera.”
Angela extended her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Alejandro grasped her hand in his. He held it for a minute longer than was conventional before brushing his lips across the top. Angela smiled, but quickly withdrew her hand.
“She is lovely, Daniel,” he said. “I can’t wait to spend more time with you this evening.” He held out his arm.
Angela didn’t want to accept it. The kiss on her hand a moment ago had been a little forward, but she didn’t want to offend one of Daniel’s biggest potential clients, so she accepted his proffered arm. He clasped his hand over hers.
