The driver slid into the car, and within minutes, we were driving through the city streets, headed toward downtown Nashville. I looked out the window, watching the lights pass by.
"Were you busy at work after I left?" Curt asked, breaking the silence and capturing my attention.
I nodded. "I had a few more clients, but it wasn't bad." I thought for a moment, and then asked. "Why did you come to Nashville?"
He squeezed my hand. "I would say that it was on business, but honestly, it was to see you."
I smiled. "My, you are direct, aren't you?"
He shrugged, smiling. "I guess that's what makes me good in business."
I chuckled. "I guess so among other things."
He laughed. "Now, how do you know that?"
I laughed. "Oh, no! I just put my foot in my mouth again. I meant with the ladies."
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