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“I can make that work.”
After a few more details, he disconnected the call and jumped out of his seat, clapping and hollering with excitement.
This was exactly what he and Primetime needed. His reputation was paying off. He took care of his clients. The best thing for his business was word of mouth. No matter how hard he sold what his company could do, nothing was better than athletes talking amongst their peers and recommending him.
He needed to call Alana and share the news with her.
Snatching his phone from his desk, he placed a call to her. That morning, they had woken up bright and early to drive back to their apartment building where he’d left Alana, pouting. Apparently, she hadn’t wanted to return to work, either.
She answered on the first ring.
“Hey, London.”
Her soft, husky voice caused his cock to jerk.
“Hey, baby. Guess what?” He could barely contain his excitement.
“What is it?”
“Khalil’s committing to Primetime.”
“Oh my goodness! That’s awesome. Congratulations. So what happens next?”
“The signing of the contracts will probably be Thursday, and I would love for you to be by my side.”
He looked out the large window behind his desk. From where he stood, he could see Lake Erie.
“This Thursday? I won’t be able to attend.”
London blinked. This was monumental, and he wanted her there with him. She had a part in signing Khalil whether she knew it or not.
“Why not?”
“I just found out I need to fly to Chicago tomorrow, but I’ll be home on Friday. You and I can celebrate when I get back.”
“Do you really need to go? Can’t they send someone else?”
“It doesn’t work like, London. I’m not the owner or manager. They say I have to go, then I go.”
He ran a hand along his face. This was a big deal, and he needed her with him. There had to be something she could do.
“But why you? Isn’t there someone else who’s just as qualified to go to take your place?”
“London, I’m proud of you, honey, but I have to work. I don’t bring in millions of dollars. I have bills to pay, and if I want to continue to pay them, then I’ll be going to Chicago.” Her voice grew curt. He knew he was pushing her, but he wanted her there.
“Bills? If you need—”
“Don’t you dare, London Keith,” she snapped, cutting him off. “I can take care of myself. I just need you to realize that my job is important.”
He needed to shut up before he really put his foot in his mouth.
“Alana, I know that, and I’m sorry. I was just caught up in the excitement and really wanted you there.”
Her voice softened. “I know. And I promise when I come home, we’ll have our own private celebration.”
“Mr. Keith, your brother is on line two,” Carol announced through the intercom.
“I’ve got to go, babe. That’s Jaxon calling.”
