I'm about to move my body closer to hers when my phone starts to incessantly buzz from within the pocket of my pants.
"Son of a bitch," I grit my teeth and take the wretched thing out of my pocket as Amelia lets out a soft giggle from behind her hand, which she clasps over her own mouth. "I'm going to fire this fucking man," I mutter aloud as I read the name on the screen. Thomas has been working for me for years, but he's been really fucking up when it's come to this latest project.
"Be nice," Amelia softly reminds me as I answer the call and raise the phone to my ear. Being nice is not something I'm very good at, I'm sure she'll discover this over time.
"Make it quick, Tom," I snap down the phone as I keep watching Amelia, who's watching me and shaking her head in disappointment. Although she can't hide the amused look on her face. That was me being as nice as I possibly can, I didn't fire him or make him cry, yet.
"I'm sorry to disturb you at this hour, Rhodes, but we've really got a problem with this Shanghai deal," Tom's panicked voice comes through slightly crackly on the other end of the phone. I groan and mutter for him to hang on.
"Gotta take this, I'll be quick." I don't like him interrupting my time with her, but she seems to be understanding.
"Of course, yeah, take it. I'll just chill out." She grins and looks around the area around us. She has a number of couches she can choose from, but that's about it, hope she has a game on her phone. I lean my head down and kiss her cheek before I turn around and leave the room, down the hallway and enter my study.
"And what kind of problem is that, Tom?" I bring the phone back to my ear as I take a seat behind the large black desk set up in the study. I do my best thinking in here, if I took the phone call out there, I'd only be distracted by the girl I'm wanting to get back to.