ALICE
“Well, this is a surprise,” he repeated amusement threading through every word. “Did you finally decide to go on that date with me?”
Of course, he’d start with that. He is Mike after all, the owner of M Industries.
The man who’d been flirting with me ever since our first collaboration and who is already making me regret calling him.
Honestly even after collaborating with him consistently for the last ten years I am not used to his blatant flirting.
But I know him enough to know he is a nice person and also a human.
That is why I called him to ask for this favor.
“I don’t know about the date,” I said, taking a deep breath, “but I am willing to increase your cut in the next contract by ten percent.”
There was a low whistle on the other end, short, genuine, not exaggerated for
