BANKS POV
"I never knew you loved plump girls."
I put down my phone and clear my throat, hating that I can't watch her scramble for me, or whoever she imagines dare to release onto her.
"I do now," I reply dismissively to the partner who had made himself my friend and wouldn't stop prying. It is six a.m., approximately two hours since I left Eleanor’s home.
"She has quite the t**s, and you’ve always liked those."
"What did you just say?" He turns his back to me, focusing on one of my shelves where files on my achievements lay.
"We’ve been friends for a while."
"Partner," I corrected. He turns back and chuckles before pulling out my award for the Forbes 40 under 40. He owns one as well.
"Well, I’ve seen you with girls and had drinks with you… that’s friendship, you asshole."
"I am
