Sissy and I decide to have our lunch together in my office. We eat soft chicken tacos with extra hot sauce. We both keep a Diet Pepsi near our plates, ready to cool our mouths. Between bites, she winks at me and says, “It’s only your second day here at Ashland, and there’s already a rumor spreading around about you.”
I roll my eyes, already having enough rumors in my short life. “Who said it, and what did they say?”
Sissy gobbles up a spoonful of refried beans and admits, “I honestly don’t know whether it’s true, hence the word “Rumor,” but Helen in Human Resources overheard Joey call you ‘hot as hell’ and ‘sexy.’”
I tilt my head back and laugh. “That’s a very good rumor. I’m sure Joey Ashland has a number of men lined up.”
“Exactly, Nolan. You just might be one of them,” she says, str
