Chapter Four
“You think Henry not going on this is some kind of sign?” Jennifer said, as she settled into the first class seat next to RJ. With their business associate suddenly getting an attack of the flu, it was just the two flying to Los Angeles for the convention.
“I don’t look for signs,” RJ replied, as he stared out of the plane window and then back at Jen.
He was looking strangely grim. Wasn’t even into sparring much with her. They’d checked their bags together, waited for the plane to load, all the while staring back and forth, as if they were each waiting for the other to speak. And yet, neither one had anything to say. To Jennifer it seemed a sure sign that they really had nothing in common but the s****l attraction. And that was as unnerving as ever. In fact, as she sat next
