“I owe you an apology. I didn’t say who I was at the bar because I was having too much fun talking to you, and I’m sorry. I truly hope I didn’t fuck things up for us when it comes to business. I would love to work with you, and you have my word I don’t make it a practice to hit on clients. That was a first for me.” The man remains entirely impassive, turning his glass of water round and round. Then he stops fiddling and tilts his head to meet my eyes. I still can’t read what’s behind his gorgeous greens, and it’s driving me crazy. “First time you hit on a client, you say?” I swallow roughly.
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