David
“When is this going to happen?” Brent asked, looking at me with impatience clear in his green eyes. “I thought I’d get to screw her already. This is taking forever. Is this thing even happening?”
I glared at him over the piles of papers, which he’d brought over from the office. We were working on them, but I turned away for a second so I could look at him instead.
“It’s only been a few weeks,” I commented, trying to keep my voice much more mild than it wanted to come out. “Are you falling for her or something? Just chill out, everything is on track.” When Brent didn’t look convinced, I kept going, kept talking, maybe trying to convince myself as much as I was him. “Look, you don’t know Kaye. I do. She’s not going to just fall into bed with you. It’s going to take time.”
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