Page 26 of Sins of the Father

She’s so gorgeous, I’m tempted to lean over and kiss her, but I don’t want to be disrespectful.

Jamison will kill you.

Quinn will hate you again.

I roll the divider window down a few inches. “Ted, can you take us to Club D, please?”

“Sure.” He puts on the blinker and turns.

I shut the window.

“Is it the same as the one in New York?” she asks.

“Similar. Sorry, do you want to go somewhere different?”

She shakes her head. “No. I love Club D.”

Silence.

She takes a deep breath and twists her fingers so hard, her knuckles turn white.

“So, you like photography?”

Her eyes light up. “It’s just a hobby. Hope seems to be my main object lately.”

“Can I see your photos sometime?”

“Sure. I have my camera at Jamison’s. I can show you this week.”

I tap my fingers on my thighs.

An entire week with her.

What are you doing? This is such a bad idea.

I’m taking care of my niece, that’s all.

Yeah, right.

“You’re a financial guy?” she asks.

“Yep. For an insurance company. It’s boring, I know.”

“You don’t like it?”

I think about her question. “I like it. But I’m sure the rest of the population would think it is boring.”

“You shouldn’t base your opinions on what other people see. If everyone loved the same things, life would be super dull.”

“I never thought about it like that, but you’re perceptive, aren’t you?”

She shrugs. “Maybe too much.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s not helping me in the career department.”

“You’re in between jobs?”

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