Page 46 of The Pumpkin Spice Romance
“No, I really didn’t. If you’ve got lawyers coming to talk to you, it’s not because of me, but I can help you get rid of them. I wrote the playbook on acquisitions.”
Maddie was quiet, but the quiet static buzz of the intercom said the line was still open.
“So you’re admitting that you’re the Head of Acquisitions?”
“I used to be. I can explain, but I would really prefer not to do it over the intercom.”
“Well, then maybe you should have thought about that before you lied to me!”
“I never lied to you. My work history is on my LinkedIn. You could have looked me up at any time.”
“I don’t LinkedIn people! It’s rude!”
“No, it’s not. It’s way less rude than Facebook stalking.”
“LinkedIn rats you out. They tell people you looked at their profile.”
“That’s true,” I agreed. “Can I come up?”
“No,” said Maddie stubbornly.
“Please?” I didn’t know if please would work, but it couldn’t hurt.
“I don’t—” She broke off. “You’re going to climb up my balcony?” She sounded puzzled. “That can’t be right. Only Shayla does that.”
“Cat girl with the calico hair?”
“Yes, no. What do you mean,cat girl?”
“The one who threatened to bury me.”
“That does sound like her. I did promise her she could choose violence if Cometcents showed up again. But no, wait, you can’t just—”
“Sure, I can. Be right up.”
MADDIE
I tiptoed out to my balcony and stared over the edge. The vision had been quite clear, but I was very confused. The wall didn’t have any handholds up until the roof line of the second story. Shayla used the spindly willow tree, but it was only cat-weight-friendly.
Moments later, Felix came into view. His head tilted up, scanning the balconies. He saw me, and his face lit up.
“Felix, what are you doing?”
“It’s not obvious?” he asked, looking a bit hurt.
“No!”
“I’m professing love in the traditional ground-to-balcony manner.”
I tried to smother a laugh behind my hand, but was entirely unsuccessful.
“I am on the third floor! Ground to balcony might be traditional, but it isnotpractical.”
“Good point. Stay right there.”
“Where am I going to go?
He turned around and trotted toward the far side of the street.
