Chapter 45
Rico
*Sure. Where do you want to meet? My place?*
I honestly don't care where we meet up, I just want the opportunity to clear the air between us.
*Your place! See you then.*
With that, I sit back and wait.
Less than ten minutes pass before she knocks at my door and I get up to go let her in. She gives me that soft smile and I find myself feeling a flash of hope that maybe things aren’t broken beyond repair.
“I hear you're talking to our favorite journalist friend.”
She arches an eyebrow at me, a smile toying with the corners of her lips. “Oh yeah? Who told you that?”
“You did.” As we settle back into our comfortable banter routine, I find myself relaxing quite a bit. Instead of walking into the living room to sit on the couches, we wander into the dining room and sit
