Page 5 of Erase Me
“No, I own that one.I’ve got that title after my signature.”
“Maybe we do the same thing.”
“I doubt it.”I shook my head.
“But you haven’t told me what you do.”He was clever about directing the questions away from himself.
“I’m a freelance editor for technical magazines.I tell people who can’t write where to put commas and exclamation marks.”
“Thatisboring.”
“I told you.Now you.What do you do?”
“I handle commercial property insurance.”
“You go on the road for that?”I asked.
“You have to, especially when your customers are in a high-risk fire hazard zone and my company is thinking about canceling their policies.”
“Ouch, that hurts.Do they know that’s why you are here?”
“I assume so.Other insurance companies are doing the same thing.”
“Purging their livelihood.Cutting the cord.Pulling the rug from under their dreams.The terminator.”
“Put it that way, it sounds pretty harsh.”
“Your job isn’t boring.It’s shitty.”
“Okay.We’re both unhappy with what we do.”His eyes moved over my face.“Let’s look at the perks.Like, right now.This moment.Neither of us is on the clock.Are we?”
His fingers moved to my bare back as we shifted down the line again.
“When didyouget here?”I asked Reed.
“Last night.”
“How long are you staying?”
“A week or two, maybe more.It all depends on the job.”
“Who did you check in with when you landed?”
His head dipped and his face moved closer to mine.“You mean my boss?”
“No.I mean wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, husband.”I didn’t get the vibe from him, but I still had to ask.
“Does it make a difference?”
“Absolutely.I don’t have sex with people who are in relationships.”
He moved closer to me.Without warning, he reached up and ran his thumb over my bottom lip.I sucked in a breath.
“So we’re going to fuck, are we?”
“Depends.You haven’t answered my question.”
“No one.There was no one I had to call.”
