Chapter Twenty-Two
Maxwell patted my shoulder as we stepped outside. “Marcus, as always, it was a pleasure.”
“Safe travels, my friend.” I said, holding my hand out to him. He laughed before pulling me into a hug.
“If you change your mind about sharing.” He chuckled into my ear and I gritted my teeth as I pulled away from him.
“Jacob,” I growled and his eyes twinkled up at me. His assistant pulled up their black town car and parked it by the curb.
“That’s my ride, maybe next time. If she survives you.” He laughed as he walked away and I shook my head. Turning to walk back inside, my friend didn’t realize how I felt about her.
I walked past the lobby with an easy stroll, tucking my hands into the pockets of my slacks. Glad to be done. Now, I had one last meeting, then I could head hom
