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like her.”
    Mason laughed, “Come on Jacks, you already know that’s not me at all.”
    “No, I do, I actually think you like her.  I think because she didn’t fold to your usual methods and actually fired back at you, you find her interesting.”
    “Well you’re wrong,” Mason stood up.  “I don’t like her …and I don’t find her interesting.”
    “Really?” he doubted.
    “Yes.  Really.”
    Jackson leaned against the corner of the desk staring at Mason. 
    “So then why are we here two weeks later talking about one girl who gave you her phone number on a business card that you are still holding in your hand?”
    He watched Mason’s expression shift from thinking about how he was going to answer to a blank expression lost in translation.  Jackson knew something about this girl had caught Mason’s eye. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Mason so worked up over a girl that he’d only seen -- not taken out, not spoken to, not slept with, just seen.   He laughed, watching Mason struggle to find an answer, but became immediately distracted by a meeting notification on his cell phone. 
    “Did you call her?” He asked, somewhat changing the subject. 
    Arrogant and full of pride, Mason sat back down in the chair and repositioned his necktie.
    “Absolutely not,” he replied. 
    Jackson laughed.
    “But you want to,” he asked rhetorically, peeking through the office window. 
    The phone on his desk rang, providing yet another break from Mason answering the question.
    “Please show him into the boardroom and let him know I’ll be right in,” he said to his secretary before hanging up the phone. 
    Mason stood up from his chair, trying to avoid the questions as Jackson prepared to head into his meeting. 
    “So I take it you aren’t going to answer my question?” Jackson asked, putting the phone down. 
    Mason gave him an expressionless look.  Jackson just shook his head and grabbed a file off of his desk.
    “You are unbelievable,” he said, “sooner or later little brother, you’re going to have to slow down.” 
    “Well it won’t be today and definitely not tonight.  I’m not trying to end up like you,” he laughed.  “By the way, how was the honeymoon?” 
    Jackson pulled his suit jacket from the hanger behind the door without looking in his direction, almost as if he were shielding himself from Mason reading his expression.
    “Let’s just say …it wasn’t what I expected.”
    “Bora Bora wasn’t all you expected, or Keri wasn’t all you expected?” he asked, guessing by the sound of his tone it was more than Bora Bora. 
    Jackson’s silence was enough to answer, but Mason had to go a step further.
    “Did you at least, you know, enjoy yourself?” He asked.
    It was supposed to be a big thing for them, especially with Keri still being a virgin and Jackson waiting the entire four years.  Even though the trip may not have been perfect, Mason thought at least he got to enjoy the spoils of marriage. 
    “We tried, you know, to enjoy ourselves but …things happen.”
    “Things happen?  What kinds of things happen?  You were there for two weeks, so what? Did things happen the entire time?”
    Jackson lightly laughed off answering the question and walked out for his meeting.  Mason wasn’t surprised.  Like he’d said many times, he didn’t like Keri; he figured whatever didn’t happen at their honeymoon was her doing.
    Aside from a few remaining meetings on his schedule, the rest of his day was pretty light.  Most of the office had already packed up and gone home by midafternoon, and the others were on their way out the door as the day was coming to a close. 
    Christina stayed clear of Mason most of the day. She knew she had made a complete fool of herself in his office earlier, even though he still hadn’t noticed.  He did, however, wonder why she was so distant and short with him. 
    The rest of the day didn’t consist of anything out of the