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I rolled my eyes “The money isn’t an issue I told you that”

My nored I didn’t bother telling her about Brett and how attracted I was to hiht I knehat she would say to me if she knew My mom would lecture me until I ran late, and I didn’t have the time or the patience for her stories I was an adult, and I could make my own choices, contrary to what my mom seemed to believe

“I have to go,” I said after I had toldconditions “I’ out”

“Say hello to Katie forher that I wasn’t going to see Katie tonight

I took a taxi to Madison Avenue I had heard of Eleven Madison Park before, but I’d never been there I realized why It was a classy restaurant, not the type of place I would go to for a girls’ night out with Katie

Brett aiting forHe wore a black suit with a butter yellow tie that somehow made his eyes seem darker than usual The suit was tailor-reat physique The guy had to spend hours in the gyood Or maybe I was biased

He smiled when he saw me “You look beautiful

I blushed, and alked into the restaurant Brett had made a reservation, and ere led to our table

The dining rooe, brown, and gray White-clothed tables had brown chairs all around them with beautiful wooden dividers and art deco plants and decor to break up the space

“This is such a nice place,” I said ere seated

Brett looked around “It’s one of my favorite places”

In the office Brett was in charge, but he never acted like he had a lot of ers Now that ere out in public, his attitude had changed He had the air of the rich and important, and everyone who came to serve us acted like they knew exactly what he orth

“Does it ever get tiring?” I asked when our appetizers were served and we sipped on dry wine

“What?”

“Being revered as if you’re a god because of your money”

Brett shrugged “You get used to it, I guess Sometimes it irritates hts to h withit off”