69. ICE CREAM DATES

KATERINA

"Are you sure you are okay? I mean, you are working harder than usual lately." Whitney asked me as she sat on the loveseat in my room while I worked away on my laptop, sitting in a crisscrossed position on my bed.

My brows creased as I looked over at her, shrugging my hands in the air.

"I just have more work than usual lately. Stop making it look like such a big deal, Whit." I told her, rolling my eyes.

She laughed. "Like I always say, I wish I could work like you. Shit bores me to death. What to you mean I have to sit behind a laptop all day long struggling to focus on little letters when I could be out there going from one trip to another, getting myself all the best things. If I really must work, I could just open an establishment that does not exactly need my presence there. I could simply leave it to be handled by other people and I just come once in a while to check stuff out."

"I.e, your cleaning agency and your salons which you rarely check up on. What kind of busin