Zoe didn’t laugh. She smiled a few times and had a few suspicious coughing fits, but she didn’t laugh. She didn’t comment either. She let him finish his story, listening with a sympathetic interest. Even when he was done, she remained silent.
DaEvo chimed to warn him that the conversation was lagging, so Zack said the first thing that popped into his head. “How do I fix this?”
Zoe raised an eyebrow. “What do you want to fix?”
Zack considered. That was a fair question given how complicated everything had become. Never mind the girls and DaEvo and the tournament, there was…
“The foundation,” he said since technically Zoe was there to talk about their charities working together. “I still think Dr. Jones is the right person to run it.”
“Then you need to show her you can be professional. M
