Page 58 of Call Me Sir

“Hello?”

“Hey, Salvatore.”

My father. I’m not even surprised he has my cell. With his money and connections I wouldn’t be surprised if he somehow managed to pull my bank records and the camera footage from my building.

“Hi.”

I watch the cars zip around the city below wishing I was anyone one of them at this moment.

“So, let’s get this party planned.”

My heart drops into my stomach.

“The big LGBTQ+ gala…”

My father is planning it?!

“Yes. I’ve heard great things about your company.”

I’m ready to argue that it’s a conflict of interest… until I realize that he’s a paying customer…

“The owner said you’ve assembled the best team to tackle all of my concerns.”

“Yes,” I mutter. “The best of the best will be working on it.”

“Excellent. I’d like to meet Friday.”

My heart sinks. The first time I’m going to see him after so long is at the office? Why am I surprised he’s eager to dive into business matters first?

“How about you come into the office at 10 am and we’ll go over the basics once I’ve chatted things over with the team.”

Old habits die hard. Instead of telling him to fuck off, I go along with it.

“Perfect.”

Is he canceling the dinner plans Saturday?

“And we’re still on for dinner over the weekend?”

I want to tell him no, that I can’t handle his antics in both areas of life. But he’s going to bring in so much in bonuses for my employees and revenue for the business in general.

“Yes.”

“Excellent, don’t forget your date. I’m eager to meet him.”

I end the call and turn back to the apartment. I chuck it inside and across the room. It smashes into the ground and slides across the flooring, skipping and slamming into the wall.

God, what I wouldn’t give to take this frustration out in a better way…

I shut down those thoughts, take in a deep breath and wish the lovely view could solve all my problems.

Not only is Cole sick, but my father is about to meet him professionally, then realize he’s also something more.

Fuck.

Eighteen

Cole

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