TWO DAYS LATER
ROBERT
Fingers caressing the stubble on my chin, I stared straight ahead from my seat, listening to one of my investors explain his business plan to me and the other business associates in the board room.
There was a large TV projector in the room, and staring blankly at it, I decided to pay more attention to what the man was saying for a split second because I hadn’t listened intently for the past few minutes.
As usual, my thoughts had been elsewhere, thinking of Renee and wondering what she was doing.
Straightening up in my seat, I shook my head. I tried to clear my mind of a certain strawberry-blonde woman and resolved to concentrate on the investor doing the presentation.
With my gaze shifting over the man’s sturdy frame, I marveled at how different and detailed h
