‘Okay, I’ll give you one more day. And then you’re going to tell me where I stand with you, because I can’t play games anymore.’ ‘Too old?’ she teased, desperately trying to get back on some familiar ground. Mac huffed a laugh. ‘Too old to be chasing after a memory of you. I need the real thing. I need to know if we have any chance of working or if it’s finally time for me to let you go.’
