King looked back. He couldn’t help smiling at her ruffled composure. “Okay. Can I have that date now? That seems logical too.”
Seetha hugged her bag and her portable to her chest. Hope fluttered inside her like a wild bird trying to escape a cage. “I wouldn’t want you to think I was a hypocrite.”
“Is that sarcastic remark some form of agreement?”
Seetha sighed and nodded. “Yes. I see you’re still as literal as ever.”
“If you say so. I’ll come by Annalise’s tomorrow for lunch.”
“Okay.”
“Bye Seetha.”
She waved as she dashed through the tables. Franco smiled as he held the door for her.
“Your pod cab is already waiting, Ms. Harrington.”
“Thank you Franco. Please call me Seetha.”
“You do have very nice legs, but I believe I prefer to keep my job. Good night, Ms. Harrington.”
His tea
