Chapter 13
Lunch date
Myra
“I don't mind but just so you know I'll be ordering everything expensive on the menu,” I said with a polite smile.
“Of course not, I don't mind.” He said and stood up. He straightened his posture and took his phone from the desk and switched off his monitor. He walked past me and opened the door for me.
“After you Myra.” He said and I followed him out. Immediately we got to the lobby, he told his secretary to cancel all his appointments for the day and went in his car and told his driver to take the day off. The smell of the leather chair in the car exudes sophistication and luxury. He closed the door after me and walked to the driver's side. He slid in and ignited the car.
We drove in silence in the streets of New York and the tension between us grew. I k
