too know the pain of rejection and believe me it happens to us all. Although painful at the time, I do think the experiences make us stronger and better able to pick the right kind of partners the next time.”
Felicity shrugged and finished her meal in silence. She’d just transformed herself from the confident businesswoman back to the child he’d already thought she was. Why couldn’t she just keep her mouth shut about her past? Why didn’t she pace herself with the damned alcohol? She’d made a fool of herself. Well she’d show him that she’d recover from that fall just fine and demonstrate her independence once again.
When the waitress delivered their bill, Felicity pulled her credit card out of her bag and offered to pay half the bill. Max refused to take the card and she relented. “Max, I am so ashamed. I—I don’t usually drink this much and the champagne got to me. The dinner was great. And I appreciate everything you’ve done. But I think I’m going to call it a night and head home.”
“You don’t have to rush off—”
“I’m going to take a cab. Clear my head.”
The waitress returned with Max’s credit card and receipt.
Felicity stood to go and thrust her hand out for a shake.
Max stood up with her. “This is crazy. At least let me take you home.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think for one second I don’t appreciate all you’ve done.” Felicity continued to hold her hand out, which Max shook.
“It’s an opportunity for both of us. We have a lot to look forward to.”
He obviously only wanted friendship and a professional relationship with her. How wrong I was!
“Well I do, too. And really, I want to take the cab. We’ll talk soon.”
Felicity left Max at the table with his jaw hanging.
On the way home, Felicity rehashed the horrid evening in her mind. She’d made herself look poorly at dinner with her babbling and over-drinking. Thoughts of her sloppy turned-down advance raced through her mind.
Ugh. Could she have been any more tactless?
Maybe a girl shouldn’t make the first move.
It didn’t matter. From here on in, she’d keep it all business between them.
Yet despite the evening’s events, she smiled, knowing that somehow she didn’t believe she’d be able to keep the promise.
Max sat at the table, stunned.
I can’t believe she got up and walked out on me. Maybe it was just as well. He wasn’t sure he could trust himself around her. Now knowing she was on the rebound in her personal life, it wouldn’t be the time to get involved with her. He had to think about business first. If Executive Women turned out to be a flop, he’d feel terrible if he’d gotten involved with her during the process. She’d no doubt think he took advantage of her.
Fortunately, since the shooting for Jack Forth was postponed by another week, he’d have two weeks to get things in gear.
And he’d hoped Felicity and he could work well together.
Already he had his misgivings.
“So, have you got everything together? You’re okay with the rest of the shoot?” Felicity flipped through the program schedule for the evening at Teen View.
“Stop, you nervous Nelly. I’m fine. I’ve got David to help me.” Shantae moved in conspiratorially. “Maybe now he’ll have to earn his title as the director and get out of his office.”
“The deal is, until we start filming at Sharpen, I’ll be here every day. I’ll just be out for meetings and at Sharpen in the evenings. Once filming starts with Executive Women in Love , that’ll be another story. I’ll probably do the mornings here till late afternoon and be out by, say, three. You normally leave at five so things will work out fine.”
“Girl, you need to take a chill pill. Just go on over there and meet with Mr. Famous.”
Felicity couldn’t resist telling Shantae a few tidbits about her feelings for Max. Felicity glanced at her watch. It was two-thirty, and she was due to meet Max at three. “All
Felicity shrugged and finished her meal in silence. She’d just transformed herself from the confident businesswoman back to the child he’d already thought she was. Why couldn’t she just keep her mouth shut about her past? Why didn’t she pace herself with the damned alcohol? She’d made a fool of herself. Well she’d show him that she’d recover from that fall just fine and demonstrate her independence once again.
When the waitress delivered their bill, Felicity pulled her credit card out of her bag and offered to pay half the bill. Max refused to take the card and she relented. “Max, I am so ashamed. I—I don’t usually drink this much and the champagne got to me. The dinner was great. And I appreciate everything you’ve done. But I think I’m going to call it a night and head home.”
“You don’t have to rush off—”
“I’m going to take a cab. Clear my head.”
The waitress returned with Max’s credit card and receipt.
Felicity stood to go and thrust her hand out for a shake.
Max stood up with her. “This is crazy. At least let me take you home.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think for one second I don’t appreciate all you’ve done.” Felicity continued to hold her hand out, which Max shook.
“It’s an opportunity for both of us. We have a lot to look forward to.”
He obviously only wanted friendship and a professional relationship with her. How wrong I was!
“Well I do, too. And really, I want to take the cab. We’ll talk soon.”
Felicity left Max at the table with his jaw hanging.
On the way home, Felicity rehashed the horrid evening in her mind. She’d made herself look poorly at dinner with her babbling and over-drinking. Thoughts of her sloppy turned-down advance raced through her mind.
Ugh. Could she have been any more tactless?
Maybe a girl shouldn’t make the first move.
It didn’t matter. From here on in, she’d keep it all business between them.
Yet despite the evening’s events, she smiled, knowing that somehow she didn’t believe she’d be able to keep the promise.
Max sat at the table, stunned.
I can’t believe she got up and walked out on me. Maybe it was just as well. He wasn’t sure he could trust himself around her. Now knowing she was on the rebound in her personal life, it wouldn’t be the time to get involved with her. He had to think about business first. If Executive Women turned out to be a flop, he’d feel terrible if he’d gotten involved with her during the process. She’d no doubt think he took advantage of her.
Fortunately, since the shooting for Jack Forth was postponed by another week, he’d have two weeks to get things in gear.
And he’d hoped Felicity and he could work well together.
Already he had his misgivings.
“So, have you got everything together? You’re okay with the rest of the shoot?” Felicity flipped through the program schedule for the evening at Teen View.
“Stop, you nervous Nelly. I’m fine. I’ve got David to help me.” Shantae moved in conspiratorially. “Maybe now he’ll have to earn his title as the director and get out of his office.”
“The deal is, until we start filming at Sharpen, I’ll be here every day. I’ll just be out for meetings and at Sharpen in the evenings. Once filming starts with Executive Women in Love , that’ll be another story. I’ll probably do the mornings here till late afternoon and be out by, say, three. You normally leave at five so things will work out fine.”
“Girl, you need to take a chill pill. Just go on over there and meet with Mr. Famous.”
Felicity couldn’t resist telling Shantae a few tidbits about her feelings for Max. Felicity glanced at her watch. It was two-thirty, and she was due to meet Max at three. “All
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