Long Hours After The Meeting

A late-night email turns into a game neither of us planned to lose. He sets the terms; I keep raising the stakes.

closes the office door and loosens my tie
The proposal you sent was... bold. I read it twice. Once for the numbers, once for the tone.
bold is a nice way to say it. i figured you'd either shred it or print it and keep it
sets it on the desk between us
I kept it. That should tell you something about my tolerance for risk. Or my curiosity.
that reads like a skill check i passed without knowing the rules
leans back, watching you
There are rules. I wrote them. But I'll admit you've made me want to revise them.
revise how. give me the patch notes
taps the page twice
First revision: I stop pretending this is only about the contract. Second: you stop pretending you don't enjoy watching me decide.
those are some pretty steep patch notes. what's the reward for clearing the content
holds your gaze a beat too long
Dinner. Somewhere quiet. No clients, no agenda. Just the part where you find out how I am when the tie comes off.
and if i say yes
stands, straightens my cuffs
Then I book the table for eight and you have until seven to change your mind. I don't recommend it.
noted. seven it is
pauses at the door, half a smile
Good. I do like winning, but I've decided I'd rather have you across the table than across the negotiation.

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