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sit enjoying a glass of wine, I am thankful for the company credit card. If I’m required to spend at least $1,000 a month then at least I could treat my oldest friend to lunch.
    “So you slept in his bed and didn’t sleep with him?” Sage just couldn’t grasp this, “but you said he was gorgeous right? I mean, he is, I Googled him.” Sage and Google were best friends.
    “No I didn’t sleep with him, and I went to sleep on the sofa and woke up in the bed. It’s not like I slept in the bed with him.”
    “Do you remember him moving you to the bed?”
    “No.” I could see where she was going with this.
    “You said you were drinking, right?”
    “Right.” Don’t go there Sage, I plead silently.
    “So, you could have slept with him and just don’t remember it.” Crap, she went there.
    “No. Well, I don’t think so anyway.”
    “How do you know?” Good point.
    “Because I’m not sore. He definitely seems like the type of man that would leave you sore after sex with him.” It seems plausible to me.
    “Hmm, I’m not sure I buy it, but if you say so.” The waiter returned with my shiny new credit card and I signed the slip.
    “Time to go do some research. I’m glad we could have lunch together Sage.” Lately Sage has pretty much been missing in action, I see her during our monthly karaoke dates, but beyond that she’s never really around anymore. I think the only way I got her to come out today was because I was paying for both lunch and the cupcakes Leland had requested.
    “Me too Vie. I miss you.” She places the cupcakes on the table and gathers her purse, “thanks for lunch.” I have a feeling that whatever is making her go MIA has to do with money.
    “Anytime sweetie.” I hug her tightly before picking up the bakery box and heading for the door.
    Back at the office, I knock on Leland’s office door and wait for an answer, receiving none; I slowly open the door and take a peek. No Leland. I cross quickly to the desk and leave the cupcakes there, minus one. Feeling like I’m trespassing, I rush quickly out the door and back to my own desk. Once there, I settle in for what promises to be a long day of research. I start looking at a few businesses that I’ve heard are struggling. They are all either looking to sell or to add an investor. The first one I look at is Sawyer’s Bar and Grill. Sawyer’s is in a free-standing building on the edge of the area known as Little Five Points, and has been struggling for a number of years.
    Four hours, and twenty businesses later, I have about eight good leads for Leland. Sitting back, I stretch my arms and roll my neck just as he comes walking up from his lunch date. They must have gone back to the hotel for a conjugal visit. The smug smile on his faces says as much.
     

Chapter 13
    Coming around the corner I see Victoria leaning back in her chair stretching and working out the kinks in her muscles. I stop, not wanting to disturb her and enjoying the chance to once again observe her without her knowing. As she leans back, her breasts pull at the buttons on her blouse straining the material and threatening to burst free any moment. She leans slightly forward and starts rolling her head around in circles, about the third rotation some hair falls over her shoulder and into her face. Involuntarily, I make a move as if to sweep it back. About that time Robert walks up and notices where I am looking.
    “You weren’t joking about the eye candy stuff, huh?” Slapping me on the back he laughs. I step around the corner before she sees us standing here watching her.
    “I don’t think I know what you’re talking about, Robert, she is my employee, nothing more.” For now.
    “Sure buddy, you keep telling yourself that, but that look in your eyes screams danger.” Look, what look? “Just be careful is all I’m saying. You live 800 miles away, wouldn’t be smart to start anything here.” He gives me a knowing look before turning and walking away. Robert