I glanced nervously at his hand and then at his face. I was almost scared to touch him, but it was unprofessional not to shake his hand. I was being silly. I know I’m being silly.
I gave him my best professional smile and politely shook his hand. "Hello, Mr. Casey."
Troy smiled faintly. "Ms. Brown, please take a seat. If you don't mind, I'd like to have dinner with you before we get down to business."
I would have preferred not to, but it was good to see him and also I was here for business so I really had no choice. "That would be nice."
The food must have been preordered as within seconds the door opened and the waiters came in with many dishes.
I smiled politely and thanked them and I tried to not to show my surprise from when my favourite drink was suddenly in front of me. Alt
