“But...why?”
“I have a woman,” he informed her because Colbie was no girl.
She studied him for a minute before throwing her hands up. “You don’t have to lie to me, Dallis. I never see you with anyone except Hayden and Callie, and I know she’s your cousin.”
Dallis raised a brow at her, wondering why she thought he was lying. He also wondered why girls got so animated and started talking with their hands when they were getting upset about something.
“She isn’t a student here,” he told her. It wasn’t a lie.
Harper shook her head enthusiastically. “Whatever, Dallis. You’re so full of it.”
Dallis nodded at her. “Then stop chasing me.” With that, he opened the door and got into his car.
A minute later, he drove off, leaving her standing there. He was becoming more annoyed with Harper. At first, her advances were nothing, and she had seemed to take him turning her down pretty well, but now, he didn’t know what had changed.
Twenty minutes later, he was pulling into the parking lot of his family’s company. He walked inside, nodding at the security guard as he got on the elevator and rode it to the top floor. He knew they were meeting in the conference room as they usually did. Walking in, Dallis found that he was the last one to arrive.
“Nice of you to join us, Dal.” His uncle Lane stated as he took a seat.
“Yeah, my bad. I got held up with a minor inconvenience.”
“Let me guess. Harper,” Hayden stated.
“How did you know?”
“I heard her telling her friends that she was going out with you this weekend.”
“Sounds like she’s delusional,” Dylan, his dad, stated, propping his feet up on the conference table.
“Very,” Arsyn threw in. “His teacher has his nose wide open,” he concluded with a chuckle, Hayden joining in.
Dallis looked at his friends, lifting a brow. “Should we talk about the hairdresser or the neighbor?” Both of his friends sobered. “Didn’t think so.”
The three older men in the room laughed as Blayze shook his head before turning his attention to Dylan.
“He’s definitely your son.”
“Indeed,” Dylan responded. “Now, let’s get started.”
“Isay we go with the music app,” Hayden stated after they had gone over the different choices.
Their business was platform based. They hosted and distributed different apps to the app stores and helped work out any coding or gameplay issues. While the people creating the apps could do that themselves, it was indeed a process, and it was always more accessible for them to have someone else do it for them. His dad and uncles had gotten into it when apps were hitting the market and becoming a big deal.
“There’s a bunch of music apps already,” Arsyn stated. “I say we do that game that’s like Candy Crush.”
“You can’t be serious. There are literally a million games like that,” Hayden told him.
“Right. Because those types of games are addictive as fuck,” Arsyn countered.
Dallis sat back in his seat as he listened to his two friends go back and forth. “Why not do them both?” he questioned casually. “They’re both good products. We could release them at different times, so they aren’t competing with each other. We put the game out first since it already has three hundred levels. Then the music app, because it’s going to need more work. They don’t have enough stations to garner millions of downloads, but it is different from the popular ones out now.”
The five other men in the room turned to look at him, and his Uncle Lane nodded in agreement as the other four followed suit.
“Definitely your son.” His Uncle Blayze told his dad again.
After that, they concluded the meeting, and Dallis said bye to everyone and headed home. He knew that his dad would be at the office for a bit longer since he hadn’t gone in Thursday and Friday of last week.
Once he pulled up to his house, he found that his mother wasn’t there. He figured she was volunteering down at the free clinic. She didn’t work anymore, but she put her nursing license to good use several times a week at the clinic.