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seat.” He sat down right beside her at the end of the table. “I wasn’t frowning about that though,” because he was faking the whole thing. He knew perfectly well where he had met her he just wanted to make sure she remembered him. Yet her eyes still showed no interest towards him. Matter of fact, she looked at Trisha with more interest than she did him. It was like how he looked didn’t matter at all. “I noticed your eyes are different.”
    It was her turn to frown. “Different, sir?”
    “Mr. Newman, please,” he corrected her. “Yes, different. I’ve never met a black woman with purple eyes.”
    “Elizabeth Taylor has purple eyes, but I don’t consider mine purple. They are more like a blue with a hue when the light reflects upon them. I assume one of my parents had this color eyes, but I never met them so I wouldn’t know.”
    “An orphan?” he questioned. “All alone in the world, are you?”
    She nodded, picking up his ‘alone’ connotation. Did he really want to know of her martial status or did he just show this sensual concern for all women as part of his playboy style? Skye convinced herself she would not fall for it, no mater how much her senses screamed he was the most gorgeous man in creation.
    “I am comfortable being alone, are you?” She snipped.
    He smiled enjoying the verbal banter. This woman was truly fascinating. “I am quite comfortable with it. My father left me when I was young, but my mother was supportive. Yet enough about us, let’s get down to business.” He picked up the price list she had. “These are mostly medical report pricing?”
    She nodded. “I have only done service with medical companies, Mr. Newman. My regular price per page is two dollars and per line is eleven cents.”
    He sat back in the chair. She winced hearing the plastic creak in protest from his weight. “Well Trisha pointed out that we use a smaller font size and it would adjust the page line, wouldn’t it?”
    Surprised that he could notice something like that impressed her. Managers and business people hardly paid attention to diminutive particulars when it came to the layout of documents and so forth. “Yes it would give me more lines per page, but I am willing to adjust-” She kind of had a feeling he would be cheap!
    “No need. Matter of fact, I was willing to charge thirty cents per line to compensate you. I don’t think our lines matter, but it’s the size of the documents. On contracts I insist you charge that amount and for proposals and letters I insist you charge twenty cents a line.”
    “But-” She was in dubiously shocked. He wasn’t cheap; he was wasteful! No one in their right mind would pay those exorbitant prices.
    Adamantly, he cut her off, “I insist.”
    Skye shut her mouth. The man was charging way too much, but he didn’t want to listen.
    “Do you accept my terms, Ms Patterson?”
    “I guess I have no choice in the matter since you insist. I would like it on record I protested.”
    The tension between them was clearly noted, why Trisha cut in, “It will be noted. With that settled why don’t I show you around, Ms Patterson, while Mr. Newman gets that agreement on my desk for you to sign.”
    “Please do.” Skye was eager to get out of his presence and stood up hastily. He stood at the same time outstretching his hand.
    He noticed she shook his hand with a lot of caution, as if he were a rattlesnake about to strike.
    “It was nice to meet you again, Ms Patterson.” He tried to sound sincere to put her mind at ease.
    “Feelings mutual, Mr. Newman. Good day.” She followed Trisha out the office, who happily showed her around Newman Enterprises.
    When the tour was over, she had Skye sign the agreement and then Trisha gave her a copy of the agreement along with the templates and examples.
    After Skye was on her way, with a promise to Trisha to have the sample e-mailed by tomorrow morning, Trisha went into Thaddeus' office to see him staring out the window