Chapter 37

The new me

"You gotta tell me who did your jawline because it's near perfection," Mr Forrester said to me. I rubbed my jaw and told him I was born with it and he called me a lucky bastard.

"I'd offer you my services but there is nothing visible wrong with your appearance," he mumbled. I came to discover that Jim was a highly paid plastic surgeon, during our informative discussion with each other.

Jim left our conversation a little tipsy and with the knowledge that Grace and I were friends and would continue to be just friends. Jim seemed perfectly fine with that and even gave me bro hug before we parted. I left our conversation smelling like his aftershave which I chuckled about because normally that only occurred after I'd had my way with a man. Honestly I didn't have that kind of desire any longer. I pressed the penthouse button on my private elevator after inserting the key and waited while tapping my Italian leather clad toe on the floor as the elevator rose. Once at my floor I ope