public."
Kyle held up his hand. "Whoa. Wait a sec. New woman? What about Angie?" Was it possible? Had Roger finally seen the light?
Roger shrugged. "I broke it off. She was cramping my style."
"Wow." Kyle had to sit down for that one. Hot damn. This was great news for the company. He needed Roger back and in a major way. "You and Angie are over? For good?"
"Yep."
Hallelujah. It was about damn time. "So, let's go to dinner tonight. I have a lot of things I need to fill you in on about New Age. I have some ideas on how to pull us out of this free fall, and—"
"Tonight? No way. I said I have a new woman, and I mean it." Roger grinned. "She's too hot to leave alone. I gotta be there to keep her cool, if you know what I mean."
Kyle swore and ground his jaw. "So, you went from Mr. Married Guy to dating a sex fiend?"
"Yep. I never realized what I was missing. I had one hell of a weekend after I dumped Angie." He wiggled his brows as he picked up his coat. "I gotta hit the road. I need to spruce up the pad for some hot lovin' tonight."
"Wait a sec!" Sex talk or not, Roger wasn't going anywhere until they came up with a plan to deal with Swift's call. "We have a serious situation right now. You can't go home and do interior decorating."
"What's the crisis?" Roger shrugged on his coat and threw his monogrammed silk scarf around his neck.
On the plus side, if Roger was no longer drooling over Angie, it certainly made Kyle's bad news less dicey. "Angie messed up."
Roger ran a comb through his hair and checked his mirror. "What'd she do?"
"She screwed up the first story for Swift. They want to pull out." Merely voicing the words was enough to make Kyle break out in a sweat. If they failed to land Swift as a client, the chance of avoiding closing up shop was infinitesimal, especially without commitment from Roger.
Roger frowned. "Do we care if they pull out?"
"Yes, we care!" Kyle paused to regain control and lowered his voice to a more reasonable level. "We really need Swift for a client. This daily serial project is a small test, and if we fail, we don't get 'em. If they love it, they'll give us more business. And we need them. Big time." He narrowed his eyes at Roger, who was now inspecting his suit for stains or stray threads or something. "Roger. Pay attention. The company isn't doing very well. We need this client."
"Then get the client." Roger fingered his tie. "Does this tie match? I want to make a good impression. Should I go buy another one, you think? I'm no good with ties. Angie always picked my ties."
"Forget the tie, Roger." Kyle ground his jaw in frustration. "You need to take Angie off the client and replace her with one of the other folks from Creative. We need someone who can write about love, not hate…" Oh. He suddenly understood why Angie had written such a hellacious story yesterday. It was Roger's fault. He'd dumped her and then left her to write about love and romance? Shit. That wasn't going to work. "Apparently, with her state of mind after the breakup, she's not in the mood to write about love."
And that was putting it kindly. The "love story" she'd written was a tragic tale about adulterous spouses, emotional devastation and psychological terror. Not exactly the kind of touchy-feely sentiment that would lure men into buying diamonds for their beloveds.
Roger was already shaking his head. "No way. I can't interfere."
Kyle felt like he was going to explode with the effort of not shouting at his partner. "Why the hell not?"
"Sexual harassment. Angie was sleeping with the boss, and then I dump her and take away the best assignment in the company? Nope. Too risky. We should actually give her a raise, and we sure as hell can't take her off that project. You'll have to figure out how to get her to write better."
A sexual harassment claim? Sweet Jesus. This was getting worse by the minute. Kyle grabbed his arm as Roger tried to shove past him. "Hey! Would you focus for a second? This is the