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Hands in his pockets, he rocks back on his heels. “I had been pestering Serena for a good month to go out with me. Even though I was seventeen and she was twenty-two. Each time, I was shot down.”
“Oh, poor you.”
“Yes, my poor, tender heart was bruised beyond belief.”
Scoffing, I pat him on the shoulder. “I bet.”
“Then Liz pants me. Managing not only to take down my trousers, but my boxers as well.”
“No!” My laughter erupts once again. But instead of looking embarrassed, Chase just smirks. “So how did you get the last laugh? Did you pants her back or something?”
He shakes his head. “Nope. Didn’t even have to come up with a plan for revenge. Serena did that for me.”
“What do you mean?”
“One look at me with my pants down, and I had a date.”
“Seriously?” Now I’m shaking my head. “You were seventeen!”
He strolls over to his office door, still open from when Alice left. “But I was seventeen with a nine-inch dick.”
With that parting shot, he walks out, turning down the hall. “Coming?” he calls.
“If I had nine inches, you bet your ass I’d be,” I mutter.
He pokes his head around the door frame. “What was that?”
“Nothing! Nothing!” Eyes determinedly fixed away from said nine inches, I hustle out the door and past him toward the elevator.
8
CHASE
Buzz.
“Mr. Moore, sorry to interrupt you, sir, but your brother is on the line.”
Sighing, wishing it was yesterday with Campbell in my office, I push the intercom button. “Tell him I’m not in, George.”
“Yes, Mr. Moore.”
“Thanks. And remember, call me Chase.”
Nothing. George won’t outright tell me no, but he isn’t afraid to go radio silent when he disagrees with me. I’d thought George, being a younger guy who grew up in the days of leisure wear as everyday wear, would embrace informality. I should’ve known better when it came to light that he was Raymond’s nephew.
I swear the kid had been more offended than his uncle when I’d asked him to call me Chase.
The intercom buzzes again.
“Yes, George?”
“Now your mother is on the line, sir.”
“Tell her the same, I’m out of the office.” I tap the fountain pen in my hand on the desk. “In fact, whenever they call, tell them that. I’ll only answer for my sister. All other family members get the new party line. Got it?”
“Yes, Mr. Moore.”
“Chase.”
