20
Patrick
I stood between Austin and Julia outside of the Wright Construction building.
It was two weeks since Morgan and I had returned from San Francisco and the day of their annual Christmas party that they threw for the entire corporate headquarters. The top floor restaurant would be cleared out for dancing while hors d’oeuvres circled, and an open bar would pour drinks all night. I’d gone every year since college when Austin and I would crash his dad’s party for the drinks. It was strange, not to be here as an employee, and I found it was equally strange not to be here on Morgan’s arm.
Ever since she’d gone out with Sutton, our relationship had been even better. She was still working herself into the ground, but it was pretty much impossible to deny that this was the best and mos
