Chapter 42: Galene @ 2.6x nhs
“Are you sure you’re alright? You haven’t stopped grinning for hours,” Greg asked in quicktalk.
Gal squealed in delight for the thousandth time. She kept looking at Spain underneath, rushing past them. The private jet was perfect. The bubbly in her hand was perfect. Everything was perfect.
“Yeah, it’s alright,” Gal said, trying and failing to keep it cool.
“I thought you’d enjoy the trip. I don’t travel much, it wrecks my schedule. But it’s nice every now and then.”
“I love it! Don’t get me wrong, it’s great just lounging at home with you, but trips are cool.” She touched the leather on the seat.
“I had ulterior motives in bringing you with me.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“That too, yes. But I’m talking about business. I pinpointed the decision-maker in Te
