A/N: Wow, this took longer than I expected. All of your reviews were so loved and appreciated and I hope you like the new chapter.

Annabeth looked extremely professional. Her hair was tied back in a bun, she was wearing a black pencil skirt with a pretty raspberry colored blouse tucked into it and a jacket that matched the skirt. He snuck a peak at her perfect legs and the black Prada heels on her feet. Nice.

"You're the client who wants me to tear down that old dive so he can build a glorious HQ?" she asked as she sat.

"Well, actually, that's my dad and he wanted me to meet with the architect. Which I'm guessing would be you."

"I'm astounded by your observational skills. So, you gonna buy me lunch?"

"That depends. Is this a business meeting or a date?"

She arched an eyebrow. "I don't go on dates with clients."

"I'm not the client."

"Percy…"

"Don't tell me you didn't wake up thinking about last night."

She blushed. "Let's not talk about last night. This is a business meeting. I shouldn't have even met you yet."

"Right, of course." He sat up straight and offered his hand. "Hello, Miss Chase. My name is Percy Jackson."

"Hello, Mr. Jackson." She reached her hand out to shake and when she did, he held it firmly, lifting it to his lips.

"Call me Percy."

She swallowed tightly. "Percy."

He grinned. "Now, what do you say we get down to business?"

"I couldn't agree more." She took her hand back from his grasp and took out a binder from her handbag/briefcase thing.

They discussed the building and Percy took notes on his iPhone, planning to speak with his father about it whenever possible. They talked about location and size, needs for the building, how many conference rooms, space of offices, etc. Annabeth explained that her staff included a tech expert that could help his father out with smart boards for meetings and new projectors, more capable computers and the like.

They ate and lingered around the table after all the dishes had been cleared and still hadn't run out of things to talk about. They were jotting things down—Annabeth in her notebook, Percy on his phone—and talking about so many different things that it seemed hard to keep track of. And then, suddenly, all conversation stopped.

Percy looked up from his phone; she looked up from her paper.

"So, should we schedule a follow up meeting or should I email you?" Annabeth asked, slipping her notebook back into her bag.

"I'll call you after I talk to my dad and we can meet for dinner."

She smiled softly.

"I'll cook."

"You can cook?"

"Well, I'm not terrible at it."

"Alright then." With a teasing smile, she stood. "It's a date."

As she headed for the door, Percy smiled to himself. "Yes, it is."

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"How did the meeting go?" his father asked him over lunch the next day.

Percy smiled. "It went well. We discussed price range and details and I informed her of the notes you gave me, so I think one more meeting will be sufficient to hash out all the details."

His father nodded. "I'd like to keep track of the project, though. You will meet with the architect… Miss Chase, I believe her name was, every once in a while, make sure she's doing things our way."

Percy nodded. "Okay."

"When is your next appointment scheduled for?"

"I told her that I had to talk to you first."

"Whenever convenient, speak with her and schedule another meeting. Preferably within the next week."

"Any reason for the time slot?"

"I'm sending you across the pond for a chat with our international investors. France, Greece, Britain, Italy… Your plane takes off next Tuesday."

He nodded, although he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. "Alright."

"Something the matter?"

"No, of course not."

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"'Athena and Co.: The Wise Decision.'" Annabeth sighed. "Mother, really?"

The woman across the room smirked and took a seat in front of her daughter's desk. "We needed a new catch phrase anyway. Don't want that damned Poseidon Enterprises getting ahead of us because he thinks he's the king of the ocean do we?"

Annabeth kneaded her temples. "Mother…"

"And that son of his, Perseus. My god, he's not acting like a business man! He's out every night at bars and clubs, getting into magazines." She rolled her eyes. "Did you see him on the cover of 'People' last month?" She scowled. "I much prefer Patrick Dempsey."

"Mother…"

"And please, darling, we're already beating him anyway. We do more business overseas than he does. We've got Athens wrapped around our little finger." She gave a little laugh. "What were you saying, darling?"

Annabeth paused, not sure how to go about this. "Well…I just thought you should know, before you find out from someone else… I'm working with them."

Her mother arched an eyebrow. "With who?"

"Poseidon Enterprises. I'm designing their new headquarters."

She scowled. "Why would you be doing that?"

"Because it pays well."

"Honestly, Annabeth, what will people think when they hear that my daughter is fraternizing with the enemy? I'll be ruined!"

"I don't work for you, Mother. I have my own business. I'm in no way involved with your company. I can work with whomever I want and will." She turned furiously towards her computer and began typing.

Slightly perturbed, her mother stood from her chair and made towards the door.

"And for your information," Annabeth added as she was halfway out the door, "Percy is much more attractive than Dr. McDreamy."

A/N: I've been reading a lot of Harry Potter and hanging out with my friend who moved here from Britain, so I've been writing this in a British accent and had to erase words like "bloody" and "barmy" a couple times… Sigh…

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E. M. Zeray