CARLOS
Chloe and I discuss the terms and conditions of the agreement, and then the contract is printed, signed, sealed, and executed. Calvin, Abel, and Chloe's assistant, Brianna, are our witnesses.
"Congratulations. You're now dating." Bruce, my company lawyer, shakes our hands.
Brianna waves her hand, her eyes rolling. "I would rather say condolences."
"Now that we've settled the deal, maybe we can start by having lunch," I invite Chloe.
"Nope, I'm still full," Brianna answers, rubbing her tummy. "I ate a lot of biscotti."
I clear my throat and face her. "I'm not asking you Miss Hendricks. I meant just the two of us." I look at Chloe, who just stands there, clasping her bag. Dior. I read the brand. I wonder if it is heavy. She's clasping it with both hands.
"I can't." Chloe shrugs
