Chapter Ninety-One

Leaning against a pillar, I watched him set up his shot, following the sight of his ball after he hit it. I knew my mother had consulted with Gary many times regarding business ideas and propositions, it’s what successful people do. Was Portia jealous of my mother? The thought seemed silly to me. 

“Good thing I don’t have a girlfriend,” I lied, although I wished like hell I could tell him I couldn’t fucking stand Mindy.

He glanced at me, a small grin crossing his lips. I ignored it by changing the subject. “Did you tell Portia you agreed to dress like Santa Claus for the children’s hospital fundraiser? That will get her back here and in your good graces.”

Gary smirked and shook his head. “She just might. I’ll have to call her and tell her that. Did you know they’ve rented two suits?”

I scowled and crossed my arms. “I haven’t decided if I’m going to volunteer.”

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