pleasure. But if you want to mix the two, I am sure I can oblige .” He reached up into her hair and threaded his fingers through her dark chestnut locks.
“ Business. I came to talk business . ”
“ I can respect that .” Hunter looked her over, his eyes focusing on her, but it was n’ t sexual, it was the opposite. He sneered at her the same way a rider would sneer at an ornery bull. She was an advisory.
“ I already pay for your services, for your facility, and your coaches. What would make me want to take you up as a sponsor ?” Hunter asked ,“ besides flirt at me if I do n’ t do what you want . ”
“ Well, all those things would be provided at little or no cost to you, depending on which package you select, and the number of outside sponsors we are able to pull i n … ” She had been rehearsing this speech since she first took over the business, but it was n’ t coming out as smoothly as it had in the past. Everything about him made her confused.
“ Yes, but I would lose my agency in all of this. I wo n’ t be able to be independent. You make the choices, you choose the rodeos. You pick the circuits . ”
“ True, that being said we get you into more exclusive circuits, we are able to book better competitions, those with a higher pay out .” She had a point and she knew it. It took connections, skills, and sponsors to get into some of the more profitable shows.
“ For the top three . ”
“ You do n’ t think you will be top three ? ”
“ Tha t’ s not what I am saying. Yo u… you have a point .” Hunter seemed almost amused, his body relaxed visibly.
It only served to enrage her, make her more vigilant in her argument.
“ I know I do. I am trying to show you that this is the best possible solution for you . ”
“ I do n’ t like being told what to do . ”
“ I do n’ t either, but sometimes we all need it . ”
It was an admission she was n’ t ready to give, because it meant she would have to admit to herself that she needed to be told what to do. Hunter was all too ready to tell her what she needed, and she barely knew him. Her stubborn nature rallied against his personality, but right then, with her life, with her business it was exactly what she needed.
He paused, thought about what she said, and then let her go, leaving her in the middle of the dance floor.
“ Let me think about it. Meet me at Dusk tomorrow. We can talk about it some more . ”
Dusk was one of the few real cowboy bars left in this town, the only other one she knew of was Boonies, but it was hours away. She would rather have driven the distance, because Dusk was n’ t known for being particularly friendly. What kind of guy was he, if it was his establishment of choice?
She could n’ t show fear.
“ Okay. I can do that .” She did n’ t know if he heard her, because he made no acknowledgment.
He just walked away.
“ Jenny, can you get my mom on the phone ?” Kat asked her secretary from her intercom in the office. Her da d’ s office. But hers now, she guessed. She was still trying to get used to it. His leather chair engulfed her. It even smelled like him still.
That they still had the seventies style intercom was hilarious, but once she got used to using it, it was innately practical.
She had spent most of her working hours at the office, but she never got used to the ins and outs of it. The way that it was mostly quiet, but at any point in time, a dirty, dusty man could walk through the doors to negotiate training fees, coaching, or even ask for an advance on paycheck. It amused her, while at the same time provided a much needed foil for the very serious backdrop of the office.
Hank did n’ t even bother to ask her last night how it went with Hunter, which meant that he knew what the mostly likely outcome was, and it was n’ t good.
“ You came to talk business, Kat. Not pleasure. But if you want to mix the two, I am sure I can oblige . ” That
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