Page 5 of Lucky Dance Date
I nodded. It was understandable.
He stood and headed towards the door. “I really am sorry for springing this on all of ya. I wish I would have had more time.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Thanks for understanding.”
I gave him a weak smile, mind racing as I tried to decide when and how to break the news to students and parents.
“I’ll get out of your hair before class starts.”
“Thanks Louie,” I replied. “And it’s been nice working with you.”
“Same. I hope ya find a new studio to land at easily.”
“Me too.”
“I’ll let ya know what the official last day is once I get an estimate about how long it’ll take to move everything out.”
“Ok.”
He let out a long breath, and shuffled to the door, shoulders slumped.
I felt bad for Louie. He’d been my dance instructor when I was a kid, and had given me so much support over the years as I grew my own roster of students. He deserved better than to be forced to close because the new landlord wanted to price him out of the space.
Unfortunately I couldn’t spend the time to focus on the impact on him. I needed to find a place for my classes, and a way to ensure that I could keep my career moving forward.
And I still had that damn dinner in the meantime.
Chapter 4 - José
“Paperwork came in for you.”
I looked up to see our receptionist, Avery, holding several sheets of paper. I blinked several times in confusion.
“Did somebody drop it off?” I asked.
He chuckled and angled himself to show off his profile. “Naw, fax.”
I burst into laughter. “Who uses a fax machine anymore? I’m surprised we still even have one.”
He shrugged. “You got me. Probably the first thing that isn’t junk in weeks.”
“Oh well,” I sighed. “Who’s it from?”
He glanced at the cover sheet, then back at me. “Looks like an attorney.”
I groaned. I knew exactly which client it was, and I couldn’t wait to close on their loan. They’d wanted to negotiate every detail, scaring off several lenders in the process.
Avery held out the papers and I accepted them reluctantly.
“I swear,” I muttered. “If this is one more clause they want to negotiate, I’m going to tell them to go to another brokerage. I don’t care about my commission anymore. They’re more trouble than they’re worth.”
Avery snickered. “Good luck with that.”
“Yeah, yeah. Get back to work.”
He laughed. “I was heading out for lunch when I saw the fax come in.” He paused before continuing. “Thought I’d bring it over before it got forgotten about.”
