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Sandra, who’d known me for years, cornered me in my office and shamelessly fished for infora came by yesterday; that he went into your office"

I looked up froive her a very bland look "Yes, he stopped by briefly"

Her head tilted curiously, and she just kept studyingfor sohed To say I wanted to avoid this conversation like the plague was putting it Is this urgent, and is there a reason you’re asking?"

"Oh, sorry, no," she said, looking like I’d just burst her bubble We were friends, and her natural curiosity had been about anything other than Tristan, I likely would have indulged it

I felt like a jerk, but it was necessary The last thing I wanted was for rumors to start up about Tristan and me

I normally stayed at work until six, and today was no different I stayed until five o’clock sharp, not indulging even a small break in pattern

It was pretty o, I had to rein in the urge to rush toree to this, no matter the justification?

No matter the temptation

This didn’t fit in with any ofover to have him cook me dinner Just he and I, alone

No pretenses, or none that I could convincebut a date? How could we act like this, of all things, was purely platonic?

This tarnished facade that ere calling a friendship was quickly coun

I was disappointed inelse, would have let me have more time with him

My self-control, in the face of this blissful infatuation, had no chance at all

His house was inti, but I should have anticipated that It was coe that he had one of the best contracts in town and was paid handso drive up to the actual house Dayum, the man must be loaded It was a hard concept to reconcile in ether, back in the day