Page 65 of Havoc
“I haven’t heard from you all day.”
“You told me last night you would be in meetings all day.”
“So?” Remy countered.
“I didn’t want to disturb you when I knew you had a busy day.” Lawrence folded another shirt.
“I only told you that so you would know why it might have taken me longer to respond to your texts than I usually do. Not so you wouldn’t contact me.”
Lawrence hummed, deciding to shift the subject. “How were your meetings?”
“As expected,” Remy responded, and Lawrence heard him shift. “Did you agree on terms with your new client?”
“Yes, finally. It ended up being the same terms I proposed initially. I was mentally strangling her as we spoke because we went in a damn circle for almost a week. Her complicated ass knew she was going to choose the first set of terms and wanted to waste my time,” Lawrence huffed, and a second later Remy was chuckling.
“I don’t think strangling clients is good for business, baby.”
“You’re probably right, but it doesn’t mean I can’t imagine it.”
Other than that, the client had been fine to work with so far, but he felt she got a kick out of jerking him around for a week and wasn’t amused. Lawrence did not like his time wasted.
“Anyway, are you free next weekend?”
“Yes. Was there something in particular you wanted to do?”
“My dad’s birthday is coming up, and he invited us to celebrate it with him since it’s his sixtieth. We can book a room, get there Friday, and leave Sunday afternoon if you want to go.”
“Yeah, that's fine, baby just…” Remy trailed off. “Hold on a minute, my assistant is calling.”
Lawrence heard Remy’s end go silent. He placed the phone on speaker, sat it down, and continued folding his clothes.
“Hey, Chloe,” Remy greeted, switching the call over. He’d left his assistant an hour ago and hoped she hadn’t thought of something they forgot to do. It would have to be squeezed into tomorrow’s itinerary if so.
“Hey, Remy. I picked up Nolan from the sitter, and he has a fever, so I will need to take the day off tomorrow.”
“Of course. Take the rest of the week if you need it.”
“Thank you. I made an appointment with his pediatrician in the morning, but I might have to take him to urgent care tonight if it worsens.”
“Poor kid. I hope it’s nothing serious and he starts to feel better. Keep me updated, and let me know if you need anything.”
“I will.”
They said goodbye, and Chloe hung up while Remy clicked back over. “Are you still there, baby?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” Lawrence responded.
“Like I was saying, let me know when you want to try to leave, and I’ll find a flight.”
Remy knew they could take the company's private plane, but the flight was barely two hours.
“I already found a flight. It leaves at four. Would that work for you?”
“Yeah, that works. Send me the link so I can buy the tickets, and if you have a preferred hotel, send that link too.”
“Remy,” Lawrence stated. He knew a protest would be the next thing to leave his boyfriend’s lips, and he silenced it before it could happen.
“That wasn’t a question, and unless you’re breaking up with me…” He trailed off.
