26
HOLLIN
“You’re whipped,” Julian said when I stopped by his office to tell him I was going to lunch with Piper…again.
“Pot, meet kettle.”
“Yeah, but Jennifer is my girlfriend. What is Piper?”
“She’s…well, we’re dating.”
“Exclusively?”
I scratched the back of my head. “Yeah.”
Julian leaned back in his chair and tapped a pen against his seat. “You’ve shot to hell the three-date rule.”
I snorted. “True.”
“So, girlfriend?”
“She’s mine. We haven’t defined it beyond that,” I said with a shrug. “Right now, I’m enjoying the f*****g ride.”
“Are you bringing her to the gala?”
“I’m asking her today. She was shaky the first couple dates. Maybe the first dozen dates.”
“Can’t blame her. Considering your history.”
“No. It’s fair.” And it really was. She had every reason to be skeptical b
