“I shook my head at myself. I liked him, he liked me, and we were going to leave it at that for the time being. I needed to stick with that and stop letting my head mess with what I wanted. At least for now. Should the need to explain my past, and the issues it presented, ever arise . . . well, I would cross that bridge if I came to it. My thoughts were interrupted by an incoming email from Isaac. He was due back sometime next week, and his emailed instructions to me regarding the Johnson &... Johnson account were coming with increased frequency. I had no choice but to turn my attention to work, and buried myself in it, working straight through lunch. I was preparing for a two o’clock meeting at Grand Central, when my IM pinged. Nathan. NPreston: Dinner? I hesitated, a quick denial coming to mind. But . . . what the hell? Besides, I would be denying out of habit, not from any real desire to say no. RAndrews: Perhaps. What did you have mind? NPreston: My place. 7-ish?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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