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“Martin, the insurance adjuster? I’ll walk you back to your car.” Jake doesn’t let go of my hand, making his intentions clear.
“You don’t need to take care of me, Jake.”
Jake pulls me close. With my heels on, we’re nearly the same height, yet I feel tiny next to him.
The thumb of his free hand strokes my cheek. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you real bad this entire night. Why is it so hard to believe my feelings towards you are genuine? I wake up thinking about you and go to bed thinking about you.”
Neither of us says anything else until we’re by my car. My brief excitement over our business partnership has dissolved back into more indecision. The business world calls it Analysis Paralysis. It’s also my personal motto.
Jake opens my door for me. “You may not need me to take care of you, Princess, but you deserve to be. I’m the one who should be doing it.”
∞∞∞
Martin: Are you there?
Martin: Did something come up?
I snuggle in bed and flip my laptop open. Herbal tea steeps in the travel mug on my bedside table.
Sarah: I had a dinner meeting. A new business project suddenly appeared.
Martin: Wow! Put it on your resume. You’re now the business consultant for a complex multinational corporate merger.
Sarah: I don’t even know what that is.
We start our latest reality show series. Thank goodness for easy distractions.
Jake: Thanks for meeting with me earlier tonight.
Sarah: You’re welcome. Give me a week to develop ideas, and I’ll contact you.
Jake: With your help, I’ll get my big break. I’ll get you on my own. It’s probably best to say goodbye to Martin, the insurance adjuster. It will spare him the pain.
Sarah: Good night, Jake.
Martin: Can you believe what Todd and Jacob are arguing over?
I dash off a quick reply and open up a new browser window. It’s time to do some research.
9-Jake
Phoenix Raceway
A third-place finish in Vegas last week and the second pole this week. I’m back to shooting rainbows out of my ass.
Metaphorically speaking.
Martin: Goals give you purpose. I’m saving to buy a house—something to renovate and make my own.
Sarah: My brother is like that with cars.
Martin: Cars are functional more than fun. It’s always interesting to hear about your older brother.
A dating site’s alter ego is unethical and cowardly unless it works, and then it’s pure genius and rare creativity.
Sarah: Because you’re the oldest?
Martin: Oldest of several.
