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"You want to teach me some yoga?"
She stares at me for a couple of seconds and twitches her nose again.
"What is it? Tell me."
"So, I've only been to two yoga classes," she admits.
"What?" I stare at her. "How are you going to teach yoga if you've only been to two yoga classes?"
"I don't know. Maybe when I go to India I'll learn under a yogi and then become a teacher. Or, you know, I could teach Zumba. I did ten Zumba classes five years ago and I love Zumba. I thought I was quite good."
My lips twitch. "Okay, so a yoga and a Zumba teacher."
She smiles. "I know. I sound like I'm all over the place, don't I?"
"It's okay. You've got your entire life to figure out what you want to do."
"I guess that's true. What about you? Do you plan on being an attorney for the rest of your life?"
I stare at her for a couple of seconds and nod slowly. "It's what I was made to do, be an attorney and make lots of money."
"And how much money do you need before you want to do something else?" she says. "What's the ultimate goal? What do you want to buy with all that money?"
I stare at her for a couple of seconds and my heart thuds at her question. She's hit upon something that has been in the back of my subconscious for a long time. What is the pinnacle of my success to be?
"I don't know," I say. "I guess I have just always wanted to be a top attorney making a lot of money."
"I mean, you don't do girlfriends or commitment, unless you're planning on getting married at fifty and then popping out some kids later in life."
I stare at her for a couple of seconds. "I can honestly say I've never thought about getting married. And the kids?" I shrug. "Take them or leave them. It's not been a life goal of mine."
"So your life goal is just to make money and win cases for crappy ass banks and other corporations that don't give a shit about the people?"
"Well, I don't want to say they don't give a shit about the people. They did put out their money, right, to help them purchase cars and to help them buy things. Should they really have to take the loss?"
She stares at me for a couple of seconds. "I guess that's a gray area."
"It is, and a judge will decide," I say. "I'm not the final decision maker here. I just represent my client, which is the bank. Those customers will have attorneys. Maybe they'll argue a good case and they'll beat us."
"You don't want them to beat you though, do you?"
My lips twitch. "I very rarely lose cases, Skye."
She nods slowly. "I think you very rarely lose anything," she says softly.
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, I bet you any woman you set your eyes on that you want, you get her."
I stare at her for a couple of minutes and shrug. "I don't know. I guess I've never thought about it."
"You're one of those winners in life, aren't you Kingston Chase? You're smart, you're handsome, you're rich. It seems to me that everything you want, you have. So what else do you want?"
You pops into my mind and I blink rapidly before dismissing the thought. I have no idea where it came from.
"I think I would like to have some cheese and crackers," I say, jumping up. "Would you like some?"
"Yeah. What cheese do you have?" she asks.
