CHAPTER FIVE
“He’s my two-year-old beagle,” she explained.
Drew grinned, and his smile lit up the green eyes she found irresistible.
“I love beagles,” he enthused. “Had one growing up. Awesome dogs.”
She smiled back at him. “Yeah, Joshie’s pretty cool. I need to make a couple of calls and get something lined out for him.”
She paused a bit, then nodded and stood. “Okay, I can figure something out. What time exactly are we leaving?”
“We’ll be taking the company jet, so, whenever we’re ready to go,” came the answer.
“Then why not just wait and fly out Friday morning?”
“Because,” Drew said as he stood up and gazed into her eyes, “I want a chance to go over that presentation of yours, ask you questions, get familiar with it. Before I have to talk about it to twelve other people.”
“Twel
