She took a settling breath. “Of course. What can I do for you?”
“I’d actually wanted to meet with you in person but your website doesn’t have your business address.”
Iris stopped at a red light. “I work out of my home.”
The screeching silence coming over the phone line screamed, Wrong answer! She wouldn’t apologize for her cost-cutting measures. Once her business was on more solid ground she’d rent space in a cozy nearby office complex. Until then, she promoted her lack of an office as providing her clients with the convenience of her coming to them.
“You meet with clients in your home?” Tyler sounded as though her one-woman show had gone down even farther in his estimation.
“No, I meet with them in their offices, just as I met with you last week at Anderson Adventures.” Iris struggled to focus on Tyler’s words. His voice did wicked things to her insides.
The traffic light turned green. Iris pulled into the intersection and continued her drive home.
“I see.”
Iris frowned. “Did you ask me to call just so we could chat about office rentals? Is Anderson Adventures looking to expand?”
“Not at this time.” There was a tapping in the background as though Tyler was drumming his fingers on the glass surface of his desk. “Actually, Iris, I was calling to give you the contract for our product launch. How soon can you start?”
Did he just offer me the project he didn’t think I had a snowball’s chance in hell of contractually completing?
“I’m sorry, what did you say?”
“I said we want The Beharie Agency to handle the product launch for ‘Osiris’s Journey.’”
“What made you change your mind?” Iris pulled into a nearby parking lot. This discussion required her full attention.
Tyler hesitated as though he hadn’t anticipated her question. Had he thought she’d jump for joy, then sign the contract before he could change his mind? Anderson Adventures wasn’t the only one with a lot to lose.
“Your proposal was very strong and you spoke enthusiastically about the project.”
Iris parked in the first open space she found. “We discussed my proposal more than a week ago. At that time, you were adamant that, although my plan was strong, my solo practice didn’t inspire your confidence. What’s changed?”
She turned off her engine and stared through the windshield. She imagined Tyler, sitting at his desk, surrounded by his computer, minifridge and radio. What had happened to bring the gaming executive back to her?
“I’ve changed my mind.”
The lightbulb came on in Iris’s brain. “The larger company didn’t work out, did they? What happened? Did they charge too much money? They couldn’t commit to your launch schedule?”
“That’s not relevant. The fact of the matter is—”
“Come clean, Ty. If we’re going to be working together, we can’t have secrets between us.”
Another pause. “I’m not used to vendors being so...”
“Assertive?”
“I was going to say bold.”
Iris smiled. Did he think she’d be insulted? “You’ve never worked with me.”
Tyler gave her a noncommittal “hmm.” “The other company didn’t respond to my request for a proposal.”
Iris snapped her fingers. “Poor customer service. You know, I almost said that. Actually, I should have said that before guessing they’d asked for too much money. After all, Anderson Adventures is a multimillion-dollar company. You could probably afford to contract with two large consulting businesses.”
She’d love to know what company had been stupid enough to ignore a proposal request from Anderson Adventures.
Tyler sighed. “Iris? Do you want the contract?”