He's so unbelievably cocky, but in this scenario, it's kind of cute; this is the sort of thing that genuinely excites him. The chase of the deal.
"I hope you're being nice to Tom. He's probably shit scared now that you're there," I remind him as I lie on my stomach at the end of the bed.
"His face was priceless when I stepped off the plane. It was like he was meeting the devil himself. Probably very fitting; I had some harsh words for him when we got into the car." I smile and shake my head. Poor bastard on the receiving end of Rhodes's 'harsh words.'
"Well, just remember, now that you're there, you're both on the same team. It might be best if you put aside how angry you are at him and just work with him. You might get them to agree faster?" I know giving unsolicited business advice to a multi-millionaire is probably frowned upon, and it could be really stupid advice. Regardless, Rhodes smiles and nods his head, tilting it slightly to the side.
"Not the worst idea I've heard; you might be onto something. Beauty and brains, lucky me." Even through the slightly crackly reception and the fact that he's thousands of miles away, his low, sultry tone somehow manages to still make me squirm slightly. I look away from the screen for a moment and smile to myself. This is how things should be: flirty, joking, just us getting to know each other and having fun. The more we can ignore things like money, NDAs, and contracts, the better off we are.
"What have you been up to today?" Rhodes asks as he brings the phone slightly closer to his face. I can see a slight reflection of myself in his sunglasses.
"Um, well, I had class this morning, which was super boring. Then Poppy came and helped me clear out my closet and donate the clothes to a charity shop. And that's basically it." It feels like I got way more done, but saying it out loud is a bit of a buzzkill.
"Why did you clear out your closet?"