Ashton:
Almost one week later of whispering “I love you” in the dark and hidden rendezvous in Arden’s sheets, I am still not used to how this man looks at me from across the conference table.
“The fact is LochTech is struggling. We couldn’t reach a pricing agreement last time, and I realize it’s because I don’t want to sell, but I am here to hear you out.” The man across the table from Reed and Arden seemed broken; this was the last place he wanted to be, and it was written all over his face.
“What is your biggest hesitation on selling?” Arden asked, folding his calloused hands on the table.
“This is my life, Mr. Pike. I have created software I think labs across the country could benefit from. I just can’t seem to make sales, and I don’t know if it’s my marketing or the software. I fe
