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him even though he’s right. I really liked Evan. Fin…he’s something different.
My phone rings, and I pull it out of my jeans pocket. “Hello?”
“You ready to get into business, baby?”
“Tice?” I’d know her voice anywhere. And what did she just say? “Are you serious?”
“Fuck yeah, I’m serious. They love it. In fact, they don’t just love it, they think it’s brilliant. They want in, and they don’t want you to look anywhere else. Look for a call from Divine Incorporated later this week.”
“Oh my God.”
“I sold you like you shit fourteen karat gold, baby. Breathe it in, and let it be. Gotta rock, but I had to call you as soon as I heard.”
I say goodbye, then stare at Noah.
“You either got really good news or the worst news ever, judging by the way your hands are shaking.” He reaches across the table, his fingers warm against my cold ones. “You okay?”
“Divine Incorporated wants to back Kinked. Like, completely. They’re in.”
“That’s fantastic!” He pulls me out of my chair and hugs me, lifting me up off my feet.
Still in disbelief, I hug him back. “This is really happening, right?”
He grabs my face, kisses my forehead, and looks into my eyes with his intense baby blues. “Of course it is. I told you this idea was brilliant. Now you get to do the really hard work—make it happen.”
I force myself to take a deep breath. “I can’t believe it. That was too easy.”
“Yeah, well, the rest of it won’t be so easy, so enjoy the one part of it that was.”
“Right. Yes. Shit.” I don’t even know what to say or think.
My phone vibrates on the table.
Had an amazing night…and morning. When can I see you again?
If my insides weren’t already jelly, they would be now. I hand it to Noah. “Answer for me.”
He looks down at the phone, then at me. “It’s the boy toy. You sure?”
I don’t answer, just look at him, and he obliges. Then he stands and stretches, kisses me on top of my head, and tucks my phone back in my hand. “I have to get going—big dinner party tonight, and I think Ella mentioned elephants and trick ponies being involved.”
“Sounds like my kind of evening.”
He chuckles. “Could be. And congrats, Lux. This is going to work—I have a good feeling about all of it. And I’m never wrong.” I wave as he heads for the door. Then I glance at my phone to see what Noah typed in.
How about tonight?
Gee, Noah, thanks.
This time, we decide on pizza. And we order in. After all, I spent the night with the guy. It seems a bit prudish not to invite him to my house at this point. Not to mention, I want to enjoy his body again, and I can’t keep calling in favors.
Fin insists on having a drink to toast my good news.
“I’m very happy for ye.” He watches me as we each take a sip, and when I put my glass down, he pulls me to him, his lips tasting of wine and cinnamon. “So, does this mean I’ll have to create an online persona to get a date with ye? I’m not much for social media.”
“A curmudgeon?”
He makes a face, causing me to giggle. “Aye, the whole ‘smart phone’ bit and Facetube and YouBook—my mates are all crazy over it. I dinna care for any of it.”
“Wow. You are really are a die-hard for the olden days, eh?” I kiss him so he can’t respond. “And that’s Facebook and YouTube . And you aren’t seeing anyone or doing anything unless it’s ‘Facebook official,’ so…” I enjoy the feel of his five o’clock shadow against my fingertip as I trace his jaw.
He snorts. “Aye, well, I’m just as happy being ‘unofficial.’” His lips find mine. “Much more clandestine that way.”
I slip my arms around his waist, relishing the feel of him against me. “Terrified of social media, hm? Any other fears I should be aware of? Spiders? Corporate greed?”
“Spiders, no. Corporate greed…isn’t everyone? How about ye, Lux Trace? What’s yer deepest fear?”
While several things come to
My phone rings, and I pull it out of my jeans pocket. “Hello?”
“You ready to get into business, baby?”
“Tice?” I’d know her voice anywhere. And what did she just say? “Are you serious?”
“Fuck yeah, I’m serious. They love it. In fact, they don’t just love it, they think it’s brilliant. They want in, and they don’t want you to look anywhere else. Look for a call from Divine Incorporated later this week.”
“Oh my God.”
“I sold you like you shit fourteen karat gold, baby. Breathe it in, and let it be. Gotta rock, but I had to call you as soon as I heard.”
I say goodbye, then stare at Noah.
“You either got really good news or the worst news ever, judging by the way your hands are shaking.” He reaches across the table, his fingers warm against my cold ones. “You okay?”
“Divine Incorporated wants to back Kinked. Like, completely. They’re in.”
“That’s fantastic!” He pulls me out of my chair and hugs me, lifting me up off my feet.
Still in disbelief, I hug him back. “This is really happening, right?”
He grabs my face, kisses my forehead, and looks into my eyes with his intense baby blues. “Of course it is. I told you this idea was brilliant. Now you get to do the really hard work—make it happen.”
I force myself to take a deep breath. “I can’t believe it. That was too easy.”
“Yeah, well, the rest of it won’t be so easy, so enjoy the one part of it that was.”
“Right. Yes. Shit.” I don’t even know what to say or think.
My phone vibrates on the table.
Had an amazing night…and morning. When can I see you again?
If my insides weren’t already jelly, they would be now. I hand it to Noah. “Answer for me.”
He looks down at the phone, then at me. “It’s the boy toy. You sure?”
I don’t answer, just look at him, and he obliges. Then he stands and stretches, kisses me on top of my head, and tucks my phone back in my hand. “I have to get going—big dinner party tonight, and I think Ella mentioned elephants and trick ponies being involved.”
“Sounds like my kind of evening.”
He chuckles. “Could be. And congrats, Lux. This is going to work—I have a good feeling about all of it. And I’m never wrong.” I wave as he heads for the door. Then I glance at my phone to see what Noah typed in.
How about tonight?
Gee, Noah, thanks.
This time, we decide on pizza. And we order in. After all, I spent the night with the guy. It seems a bit prudish not to invite him to my house at this point. Not to mention, I want to enjoy his body again, and I can’t keep calling in favors.
Fin insists on having a drink to toast my good news.
“I’m very happy for ye.” He watches me as we each take a sip, and when I put my glass down, he pulls me to him, his lips tasting of wine and cinnamon. “So, does this mean I’ll have to create an online persona to get a date with ye? I’m not much for social media.”
“A curmudgeon?”
He makes a face, causing me to giggle. “Aye, the whole ‘smart phone’ bit and Facetube and YouBook—my mates are all crazy over it. I dinna care for any of it.”
“Wow. You are really are a die-hard for the olden days, eh?” I kiss him so he can’t respond. “And that’s Facebook and YouTube . And you aren’t seeing anyone or doing anything unless it’s ‘Facebook official,’ so…” I enjoy the feel of his five o’clock shadow against my fingertip as I trace his jaw.
He snorts. “Aye, well, I’m just as happy being ‘unofficial.’” His lips find mine. “Much more clandestine that way.”
I slip my arms around his waist, relishing the feel of him against me. “Terrified of social media, hm? Any other fears I should be aware of? Spiders? Corporate greed?”
“Spiders, no. Corporate greed…isn’t everyone? How about ye, Lux Trace? What’s yer deepest fear?”
While several things come to
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