Yes, Alpha Daddy
“You said six, after Sylvia from Northampton ran screaming for the hills, you said six. You sat right there, just where you are now, and you promised six.”
“Under duress. I’ve changed my mind.”
He clapped his hands in front of my screen, forcing my attention. “Six, Max. We’re going with six months this time. I mean it.”
His tone tickled me. “Who died and made you Lord of Hot Daddy dating? We all know who wears the trousers around here, Sorren.” I smirked. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it that way.”
“I’d like it a whole lot better if we managed to coax a three-way just a smidge beyond your board-headed negotiations. This isn’t some sales deal. It’s about… people, Maxwell, people…”