I'd have a migraine soon if I didn't stop beating my head against the desk.
“You promised me, James." Her tears broke me.
I'd been trying to get to France since I left my parents' house in August. However, the stars hadn't aligned, and I'd done everything in my power to send the moon into retrograde. We'd been bombarded with new clients. The two investors we'd hired turned into four, and somehow, we still couldn't keep up. I hadn't been to Sideways Shots since I'd gotten home because I'd worked every waking moment in order to clear a few days in my schedule. Oddly, I hadn't heard from any of the people at the bar either, but I guessed that was how the whole “casual" thing worked.
“You keep getting my hopes up only to tell me you can't come. It's not fair. Why can't Neil make do without
