Dangerously mine
My car, my driver, all waiting, but I stayed with her.
“How many more of these do you have?” she asked.
“Companies?”
“Yeah.”
“I have three more,” I said. “Romano is the most important. It was my first. Like your first child. You get attached.”
She chuckled. Strange pride warmed my chest.
“Trust me. I know,” she said.
“This is me,” she said, stopping in front of a black Hyundai Elantra. “Thanks for walking me.”
“Thanks for the genius idea upstairs,” I replied, letting a small smile escape.
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