“But I was also calling with a request-for my real estate agent.” “Hey, listen, I did want to be sure the flowers arrived,” Zane said. I’m glad you liked them.”Ī moment of silence hung between them, but oddly enough, it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. Making these kinds of deals is what I do.” “Thanks for the flowers, but you really didn’t have to do that. “Zane.” Before she could help herself, she smiled, dropping the paperwork and grabbing the phone. “Elise Montgomery,” she answered, cradling the phone on her shoulder while shuffling listing papers on her desk. She didn’t hang it up until Liz disappeared down the hallway.Īn hour later her phone rang. “I better get back to work,” she said, putting the phone to her ear.
This was the closest they had ever come to a fight. “Well, I certainly appreciate your concern for me.” She forced a smile, though she was irritated with her friend and obviously Liz was irritated with her.
Realizing she wasn’t going to be able to make Liz understand why she was questioning herself, realizing she didn’t quite understand, Elise knew it was time to end the conversation. That was the whole point of your checklist, to move beyond casual dating and find a man to get serious with.” I’m just trying to keep you from making the same mistake I’ve made before. “Look, I’m not trying to tell you what to do, Elise. You know I’ve been itching to talk about that partnership.” I’m setting up a sale that could possibly drop my name on Gallagher’s desk. Weren’t friends supposed to be supportive? “Besides, this whole conversation is moot. “Zane is not Elliot,” Elise said firmly, irritated by Liz’s whole attitude. He had me an old married drudge before he got past second base with me.”
By the third date he was talking marriage, the fourth, babies and by the fifth he wanted to know how far into my first pregnancy I’d be continuing to work. “The guy was great, money, nice car, nice house.
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