Monica shot Jason a glare, but he just flashed her a disarming smile, complete with a sheepish grin.
"We're going fishing this weekend, Ms. Wright. Don't forget I'm coming along," Jason reminded.
Monica's earlier question resurfaced in her mind. "How did you know my dad likes fishing? I didn't even know that."
Jason played coy, his eyes twinkling with playful mischief. "I could tell you, but only if you agree to a small favor for me."
"Sure, what is it?" Monica nodded.
"From now on, can I call you Nikki instead of Ms. Wright?" Jason asked.
As he spoke, Jason kept his gaze fixed on her face, ready to back off if she showed even a hint of discomfort. But Monica simply nodded, and he exhaled in relief.
"It's no big deal, really. The boss of Hurricane used to go fishing with your dad al
