“What’s that?” They started strolling back to the hangar arm-in-arm.
“You’re the face of this charter company from now on. You picked up on that woman way ahead of any of us; I was on the verge of booting her narrow ass. And you did that negotiation perfectly; you couldn’t have played it better. That was well done. Honestly, well done.”
Melissa felt like the Incredible Hulk, flickering back and forth between the Ice Queen and a Delta Force heroine. It was both hopeful and giddy…and nauseating as well. Then it registered how completely that was a Richie image. Oh God, the man was rubbing off on her.
“What’s up with you and Chad?” Not Richie’s most subtle approach, but the angry heat between Chad and Melissa at dinner—now that he knew what it was—was palpable.
“Can’t we drop it?” Melissa
