“Thank you for seeing me, Ms. O’Dell.”
“Ms. O’Dell? I think if we’re seeing each other, Captain Matthews, then it should be on a first-name basis.” Charlotte pressed her palm to Joe’s chest and came in to kiss him on his cheek. When he flinched at her touch, her smile sank, and she stepped back. “Unless we’re no longer seeing each other.”
Joe took a deep inhale. He let the breath out with an apology. “I’m sorry, Charlotte.”
Charlotte beckoned him into the building. Joe followed, girding his loins for what was to come. He hated breakups, which is why he had avoided dating for much of his adult life. No matter how perfect the woman was for him, she could never be Foxy.
“Tell me what I did wrong?” said Charlotte once they were in her office with the door shut. “Is it my high-powered job?
