He had always been good at compartmentalizing.
It was a necessary skill in his world, whether in business or in life, knowing how to separate what needed his focus from what needed to be ignored was the only way to keep things under control.
He had never been the kind of man who let emotions cloud his judgment, who let people get under his skin, who let something… or someone, linger in his thoughts long enough to distract him from what actually mattered.
“So why the hell can’t I stop thinking about her?” he asked himself mentally.
But now?
Now, as he sat across from his best friend in a sleek, upscale restaurant, a bourbon in one hand and a project proposal on the table in front of him, Lennox couldn’t seem to focus on a single damn thing.
He should have been listening. Hell, he usua
