The Devil's in a good mood

TOM'S POV

I whistled as I drove down the road to the restaurant Adam Stone had chosen. I was on fucking cloud nine. I had been since last week when his secretary called to inform me that a meeting had been rescheduled already.  

I glanced behind me at the back seat. I had all my files and the contract ready. I was fully prepared. And I was sure I would stun the shorts off Adam Stone, all he would want to do was invest! This was it! This was my stroke of luck, soon I would be as rich as that pompous bastard and I would call the shots. 

I was so damned happy, I had gotten Eve a pretty necklace set. I had no idea how she had been able to pull it off and frankly that was a bit worrisome. But I didn't care much. As long as my billion dollar contract was secured, I was good.  

I parked right before the restaurant, grabbed my materials and walked through feeling on top of the world.