trying to visualize how she looked. The only downfall to the site is that there were no pictures included with the profiles. He started to ask her for one but knew if he did, he would have to present one of his pictures to her. Although he wasnât an actor, his face was well known due to the success of the movies he produced.
He wasnât conceited but also knew that he was an attractive man and due to his numerous dates with beautiful women in all forms of entertainment, his pictures, along with theirs seemed to always make the gossip blog sites.
Keeping his anonymity for now was very important. He needed to make sure the woman on the other end of the computer cared about what was on the inside of him verses what sheâd read about him.
When the computer came back with the matches, he read them all but the one with the name Raven caught his attention more than the others. While the others came back with no lower than eighty-five percent match, Ravenâs match came back as a ninety percent match.
Before he could respond to her, sheâd messaged him. He went to bed thinking about Raven. She was nice, but heâd already found the woman he wanted.
He just wished he could do something about it.
He drifted off to sleep with Mona heavily on his mind.
Chapter Seven
Monaâs ride into the office took longer than usual due to an early morning accident but it didnât mar her attitude. The good mood she was in after chatting with Falcon the night before lingered into daylight.
Terrance hadnât made it into the office yet, so Mona got behind her computer and logged on to her 2-Of-A-Kind account. Her smile turned into a frown. Her inbox was empty. Sheâd hoped that she would have heard from Falcon by now, but she reminded herself that it was still early. It wasnât even nine oâclock.
She minimized the browser on her computer screen. Mona went through her normal morning routine of making sure hot coffee brewed for Terrance. Afterwards, she scanned through the emails and voicemails. She responded to most of the messages in her inbox. There were a few requiring Terranceâs attention. She forwarded him those and made a note to tell him about it.
The sound of Monaâs cell phone ringing broke her momentum. Charlotteâs name showed on the display. Mona had barely spoken when she heard Charlotte say, âWhy am I the last person to find out that your script was chosen by Terrance for his pitching session?â
âI was going to tell you but I know Terrance is one of your clients, so I didnât want there to be any sort of conflict,â Mona confessed.
âIâm your friend first, a talent manager second. After I broker this deal for Terrance, all of us must get together and celebrate. This is your big break and Iâm so happy for you.â
âKem said the same thing but it hasnât happened yet.â
âArenât you the one whose always hollering, âthink positive?â Well, Iâm telling you, think positive. Itâs going to happen,â Charlotte said, with excitement in her voice.
âSpeaking of your client. He just walked in the door, so Iâll call you back later,â Mona said, as she ended her call with Charlotte.
âGood morning, sunshine,â Terrance said, as he walked in and went straight to his office.
Mona looked at him curiously. Heâd never called her âsunshine.â She placed the notepad under her arm and went to pour him a cup of coffee. She added one packet of sugar and a little cream just like he preferred and took it to him.
Terrance was typing something on his laptop when she entered. He stopped for a second but barely looked at her.
âHereâs your coffee,â Mona said.
âYou can put it down. Iâll get it in a minute,â Terrance responded.
Mona walked around to place it near him. Terrance closed his laptop. He looked at her and smiled. He picked up the coffee