Pike want to shoulder his way into the office and tell Chad to back off. There was a time and a place to give a woman a compliment and in the middle of a business meeting wasn’t it.
Besides, Pike didn’t care for the edge in Chad’s voice, that hard note that made the compliment come off as an act of aggression.
“I’m just c-concerned about what will happen to my kids if their therapy is cut off,” Tulsi continued. “I want to do whatever I can to make sure their services continue. I’m already applying for other grants, but it takes time for awards to be decided. If you could just give me a few extra months, I’m sure—”
“I’m sorry, the money’s already been promised to another program,” Chad said, not sounding sorry at all. “But we could talk about a loan. Are you free for dinner tonight?”
“Um…no, I mean y-yes,” Tulsi stammered. “But I don’t see why we can’t discuss this now. That’s why I’m here, right?”
“You’re here because you didn’t like the answer I gave you on the phone and thought you could sweet talk me into changing my mind,” Chad said, clearly enjoying lording his power over a woman who needed his help. “But if you want to hear a no turn into a yes, I’ll need more convincing than we can get into at the office. I think that kind of…meeting of the minds works better after hours. I could pick you up at six. We could get dinner, then go back to my place.”
Tulsi was quiet for a long moment, a moment in which Pike had to fight the urge to storm into the office and punch Chad in the face. He wasn’t about to go out for a beer with a man who was insinuating he needed sex in order to consider a request for charitable funding, but he couldn’t leave, either. He had to stay until he knew Tulsi was okay and didn’t agree to do something she would regret because her back was against the wall.
“If you’re asking me out, the answer is no,” Tulsi said, her voice trembling. “I thought this was a professional meeting.”
Chad chuckled again, but it was a nasty sound, not an amused one. Pike glanced up at the secretary, wondering what she thought of all this, but her gaze was fixed on her computer screen and her jaw set. She obviously wasn’t surprised, but she didn’t intend to intervene, either. She probably needed her job more than she needed to stick up for a woman being sexually harassed, but Pike had no such conflict of interests.
He surged to his feet and started toward the office.
“All right, I understand,” Chad said.
Pike paused with his hand on the door, giving the other man one last chance to dig himself out of this hole before it was too late.
“It’s clear you think very highly of yourself, Tulsi,” Chad continued. “Hopefully that will help you in your search for funding because you won’t be getting another dime from the Head Starts organization. I’m withdrawing all support, starting today.”
“That’s not fair.” Tulsi’s breath rushed out with a stricken sound. “You said two more months! Please, I’m begging you to reconsider. This isn’t about you and me, this is about innocent kids who—”
“There is no me and you, right?” Chad’s footsteps moved closer to the open door. “But if you change your mind before tonight and decide you want that loan, give me a call. Dinner’s off the table, but we can get a drink at my place and you can show me if you can do something more entertaining with that mouth than beg for my money.”
Later, Pike wouldn’t remember making a decision to move. He was simply standing outside the office one minute and the next he had Chad bent over a massive desk with his fist inches from the other man’s face. The only thing that stopped him from laying into the prick was the feel of Tulsi’s fingers wrapping around his elbow.
“Don’t. He’s not worth it,” she begged, tugging on his arm. “Come on, Pike. Please. Don’t make this worse than it already is.”
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