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“Bring him with you.”
“I can’t do that.”
He bit back the response he was about to make. He sensed her hesitation was because of her ex, and that didn’t sit well with him.
Lang signaled that the executives were ready for them.
“They’re ready for us. I have to go into the signing now.”
“I’m so happy for you. Congratulations on your success.”
“Thank you, querida. L—” He’d almost said Love you but caught the words before they spilled from his lips.
The first time she heard those words should not be on the telephone.
“I’ll be busy the rest of the day with promotional requirements. I probably won’t talk to you again until tomorrow.”
“I understand.”
He released a quiet, resigned sigh, reluctant to hang up because he wouldn’t be able to hear her voice again until tomorrow.
After the call ended, he and his team walked into a spacious room with sunlight pouring in through large windows on the back wall and a somber-faced team of four men and one woman.
“Mr. Santana, nice to meet you.” An older man with glasses extended his hand.
“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Post.”
The woman approached and extended her hand. “Mr. Santana, we’re looking forward to making a lot of money with you.”
He smiled. “That’s exactly what I like to hear.”
* * *
“Hey, Wanda.” Marissa greeted the older matchmaker when she returned from lunch.
Wanda gave her a brief smile and dipped into the break room. Her sudden detour and lack of eye contact caught Marissa by surprise, and she stopped in the doorway.
“Everything okay?”
Perhaps her husband had taken a turn for the worse. Wanda’s husband had been hospitalized with pneumonia, but as far as she knew, he was out of the hospital and on the mend.
Wanda faced the Coke machine and talked over her shoulder. “Everything is fine. Crazy morning, that’s all. I didn’t get to leave for lunch.”
“I hear you. We need to catch up later. I might have found someone for your client who likes older women.”
“Okay.”
She didn’t turn around, but Marissa brushed off her strange behavior and continued the walk to her office. Her conversation with Bruno had reminded her of the distance between them and how much she missed him. She couldn’t wait until he returned next week, and when he called tomorrow, she wanted to hear all the details about the signing and the promotional events.
As she placed her messenger bag on the desk, she realized she was humming. No particular song, just humming in general because she was happy.
Being with Bruno had transformed her life, and she hated she couldn’t tell anyone and had to keep their relationship a secret. At work, anyway. For now.
Slowly, the smile dissolved on her face. The argument with Chet came back full force, but she brushed aside the memory. She didn’t like that she’d upset him but couldn’t put her life on hold out of fear of his anger or fear of him being hurt. He was the reason they weren’t living together as a family with their son.
Sitting behind her desk, she logged into the network and began to work. Almost as soon as she started, the phone on her desk rang, and she saw the call was coming from Arnie’s assistant.
“Hi, Dee.”
