Michael arrived home at night and realized that Sasha had not yet returned. He was surprised and thought about calling her, but decided to give her a little more time.
—I thought we would meet at the house like last night. I must admit that last night's dinner was amazing—Gary remarked, and Michael looked at him.
—Um, I… um… I mean, sir...
—I'm not offended—Michael interrupted him.
—Oh, that's good then, I suppose—Michael smiled.
—I must say I agree with you. Last night's dinner was amazing, and I was really looking forward to experiencing it again tonight, but I guess she's been held up at the office.
—Should I find out, boss?
—No, just give her a little more time. I'm going to freshen up. With that, he got up from his wheelchair and headed upstairs while Gary watched him with a sm
