Page 64 of Meant to Be
“Yes, but I told him I’m fine.”
Mitch was dying to ask what Patrick had said about him, whether he’d shared all of their conversation or his “insights” into Mitch’s psyche.
“He was in Washington. Certainly there’s enough time accounted for to clear him. It’s several hours drive.”
“No. He skipped out after lunch and wasn’t seen until dinner. He says he was driving around.”
“Oh.”
He paused for her reply, but when she didn’t offer up any more information he sighed. “I’m stuck in traffic and don’t know when I’ll be back. Call me when you finish work and if I’m not available, call George.”
“Yes. I remember.”
The line was silent. Mitch knew what he wanted to ask, but by doing so, he’d be venturing into territory he’d vowed not to enter.
“Syd, that thing you said about being friends. Did you mean it?” Apparently his libido had other ideas.
“Yes.”
He took a deep breath. “Including the ‘with benefits’ part?”
The silence was long enough that he cursed himself for mishearing what she’d said.
“Yes.”
For the second time that day, he did a double take. His heart jerked, along with other parts of his body. His mouth went dry, making it impossible for him to speak.
“I’ll see you later then.”
Her voice didn’t sound seductive, but her words had the same effect on him as if she’d cooed them. The line went dead before he could respond, which was just as well, since nothing came to mind.
