They talked business for the next while as they ate, and Chris watched Kassidy listen to them. “You always need something new.” They shared a smile. I need something new to sink my teeth into.” “Like I said, I have a few meetings lined up. “You know I don’t like being tied down to stuff.” He shrugged and cut a piece of meat. “That money is my freedom to do whatever I want.” Dag grinned. “What are you going to do with all that money?” Chris asked. The seven-figure deal had been in the news a month or so ago. Now that was more like it-more like Dag to downplay his success. “I heard you made a killing when you sold to Momentum Media.” “So, you’re out of a job,” Chris said, trying to get things back on track. Because he knew Dag, and that wasn’t him. Chris had made the joke about it, but really, it had been a joke. The weird thing was, Dag wasn’t the type to show off his money. “How’s your steak, sweetheart?” he asked Kassidy. Damn, it smelled good and he was starved. The charbroiled smell of the meat rose to his nose. Chris smiled at the girl as she served him his, and picked up his knife and fork. “Thanks,” Dag replied, sitting back so the waitress could place his dinner in front of him. She hated pretention and she hated people who showed off their money. She was being all polite and he could tell Dag had pissed her off when he’d ordered the wine. Chris’s stomach tightened as he sipped his wine, watching them eye each other, Dag with heated interest, Kassidy with wariness. There might be a tiny element of jealousy there, but Chris had to admit to a tinge of admiration for the ease with which the guy attracted girls, and truthfully, he’d reaped the benefits of that magnetism himself, with some of the things they’d done.īut Kassidy…didn’t seem impressed. The guy was a chick magnet, no question, yet he’d never been serious about anyone, basically a man-whore who’d slept his way around campus and continued it in the business world when they’d graduated. Typical Dag, even though he’d come across as mocking and sardonic, he was looking at Kassidy as if she were dessert and he’d missed his last three meals. Chris had always wished Kassidy could meet him, could know how big a part Dag had played in shaping who he was. He knew he’d been lucky in life and Dag had definitely not, and he’d learned from Dag that rewards were so much sweeter when you’d worked for them. Kicked his ass when he tried to slack off. The guy had showed him what hard work was. It was…right.īut he also wanted Kassidy to like Dag. They hadn’t talked marriage, but that’s probably where they were headed. Chris watched the exchange between Dag and Kassidy.
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