Getting Laid

"Here I thought I was supposed to be the one running late." Brant said as soon as Linda walked in. He'd arrived earlier and booked a private lounge for them to talk.

"Sorry but I came on foot." Linda defended.

She made herself comfortable opposite him, picking up an already filled glass of red champagne.

"Ok, so where do we start?" Brant asked.

"Ok, it might not be much, but I think that it is something." She adjusted herself on her seat. " I managed to talk to my dad right? Since technically, I used his interest in partnering with you to raise the topic about Uncle Melo and during the discussion, he talked about how Uncle Melo had good business ideas that never materialized in time because a bunch of people did not stand with him…" she narrated.

Brant leaned back in his seat, sipping his champagne. He was in no hurry, he let the captivating taste roll along his tongue and down to his palate, all the while paying one hundred percent attention to Linda.

".... and so I asked about any o