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“I would like to pursue her, then,” he said. “I hope this won’t be a problem with you.”
I stared at him, wondering if I had heard him correctly. At my darkening expression, he further clarified his sentence.
“I hope I’m not offending you; it’s just that since you’re not interested in her and I am, I would like a chance to pursue her. I would have liked to spend more time with her now, for instance, but you’re sending her back to her room.”
“You can’t see that she’s drunk?” I asked. “That doesn’t mean anything to you?”
He laughed. “These drinks were really strong, weren’t they? I didn’t expect that she wouldn’t be able to handle it.”
“You kept feeding it to her,” I replied.
He stopped, then, the smile dissipating from his face. However, I continued to push.
“Was your plan to get her drunk? And were you expecting me to abandon her as well so that you would have free access to do whatever you wanted to her while she was so drunk and incoherent?”
“She doesn’t—she seems fine,” he replied. “Drunk, definitely, but not incoherent.”
I turned to glance at the woman by my side and noted that she had straightened and was staring at the man.
“He’s right,” she slurred. “I’m fine.”
Smiling, she tried to pull away from me, and I rolled my eyes.
“She’s not,” I told the man. “I know what a normal state is for her, and this is not it. So, while she still might not be incoherent to you, she is to me, so I’ll take her back to the hotel and to her bedroom to get some rest, and you can try your hand at propositioning her next time when she's actually awake, alert, and sober.”
He glared at me, but I didn't care. I turned around then, but before I left, while holding her hand in mine, I had one more thing to say to him.
“Your character so far has not been particularly pleasing to me. If you know anything about me, then you'll know that the character of a business partner is equally, if not even more important than the product or service they’re actually providing to me. I think you need to reconsider our collaboration because if this is the way you try to take advantage of people, then I will definitely not be interested in collaborating with you.”
“Mr. Swift, please don't take things too far,” he said. “Millions of people will benefit from our collaboration, and I was just asking you about your secretary and honestly putting forward my interest in pursuing her if you didn't have anything to do with her.”
I wasn’t going to remain here arguing semantics with him, so I simply ignored him and headed out to fetch our waiting car.
Chapter Eight
Madison
After drinking the bottle of water he offered me in the car, and rolling down the window so I could get some fresh air, I somewhat became sober. However, I still felt a bit dizzy and disoriented, but one thing that I could sense very clearly was his presence beside me.
“You feeling better?” he asked, since I went silent and did nothing but just stare out the window. However, my face burned with shame. I recalled everything clearly but still felt so weak that I wasn’t sure I could handle myself right around him. The best thing for me to do now, I supposed, was to just be as I was until I was able to get to my bed.
I nodded, but then I turned to him with a smile.
“Cute evening, right?” I asked, and meant every word, though I couldn't exactly decipher why I had said. It made sense to me, though. He eagerly waited for a response.
“Cute?” he asked, and I nodded.
“Yes, cute. You.”
He frowned, and I felt fear strike me.
“Oh, no. Did I offend you?”
He remained silent.
“Shit!” was all I could think, and the overwhelming rush of emotions barraged me. I couldn’t help the tears that filled my eyes then as I stared at him. “I’m going to get fired, right?”
“What?” he asked.
