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don’t know if I would call it great, but it was something.” He laughs at me again. He looks down looking to the clock and I know that he means that the time is almost up. “Soph, you want to go get lunch with me?” I turn my head slightly shooting him a concerned look, “Nothing like that, just friends, getting lunch.”
    I surprise myself when I agree. He smiles to me as he stands up and then motions for me to walk out of his office with him, then down the long hallway, and into the elevator taking it down to the bottom floor, then stepping out I see the reception area to the building and I see the girl that came out of his office looking over to us, he doesn’t even pay her any attention.
    “Really?” I ask him as we walk by.
    “What?” Is all he says.
    “I mean she works in the same building as you do.” He just shrugs.
    “It’s not like she really cares.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Look, she knows, as do most of every other woman, how I am,” he stops as we get to the door and looks directly at me, his intense stare causes my stomach to tighten, “If the right girl decides that I am worthy of her, I promise that I’ll stop, but until then what is it hurting anyone?” and he turns around and walks out of the door causing me to run behind after him. I think about his choice of words he didn’t say when the right girl comes along or when I find the right girl but he said if she decides that he is worthy. I’m not even sure what that exactly means. He is standing on the sidewalk waiting for me as I emerge from the doorway. Boy, does he know how to make an exit.
    “Dramatic much?” I ask him and he smiles to me. He holds out his arm and I hook my arm around his as we walk down the busy street. The plaque on the building that holds the names of the businesses catch my eye as I see it, Calloway & Pierce Attorneys at Law .
    “Austin, the company?” I pause pointing at the wall.
    “It’s my dad’s. I got hired on right after I finished law school.” I nod my head and we continue to walk towards the restaurant. We are seated and I look over to him and he smiles; he’s always smiling at me.
    “Austin, how old are you?”
    “27,” I nod.
    “How did you and my sister become friends?”
    “Seriously, Soph, she lives like three houses down from me,” I nod realizing that it was a dumb question.
    “Yeah, sorry that was a dumb question. So you never tried to sleep with her?” the question comes out before I even realize that I was thinking it, or that the topic seems to matter to me.
    “No,” he says it so matter of fact that it takes me back a bit.
    “Why not?” it comes out defensive but I don’t care. If he doesn’t like the way that she looks than I know that he doesn’t like the way I look, wait… do I care?
    “Because she isn’t the type of girl that I try to sleep with; she’s smarty, witty, caring.” He pauses I can see in his eyes that he legitimately cares for my sister, but more like he would his own sister than anything else, “You know you seem like you are a lot like her, but there’s something different, something rough, and edgy…” I cut him off.
    “Yeah, she was always the good twin.” He laughs for a moment and then adds.
    “What do you mean?”
    “Growing up, we w ere both smart, but she focused on school while I well… let’s just say I was a little rough,” he smirks, “Well that’s just how it had been our whole life, I mean look I had to move across the eastern seaboard to move in with her because I royally fucked up my life.” He looks to me and lowers his eyes staring into my soul.
    “You know, Soph, rough it’s a bad thing,” he pauses lowering his voice to match his eyes, “In fact, I actually prefer rough.” I feel my cheeks heat up while he lets out a laugh that brings attention to us from around the entire room. I can tell that he likes making me feel uneasy.
    “So, tell me when you were arrested what happened?” he quickly changes