Chapter 66-01
Michael entered the restaurant where he hoped to see Sasha according to her text message. He scanned the room and saw her sitting and sipping a glass of what appeared to be Robert Mondavi, he smiled and walked up to her. “Excuse me ma’am, can I join you?”
She glanced up at him and smiled, “I’m sorry but I’m waiting for someone.”
“Is that so, could it be your husband?”
“No, just some douche-bag that wants to have lunch with me,” she grinned.
Michael placed a hand on his chest, feigning hurt. “I’m sure if you give him time that you will discover that he is not a douche-bag.”
“Oh really, you must be a Good Samaritan if you are speaking well of him without even knowing him,” she placed her hand under her chin and stared up at him, a smile playing on her lips.
Michael could
