“So what did everyone do this weekend?” he asked, turning to Mike as the plane prepared for takeoff. Thomas didn’t really care what Bob or Mike had done for the past three days. He wanted to hear what Victoria had done but didn’t want to be obvious about it. “Alas, no woman would have me. Bob and I hung out at several bars but we were both turned down,” Mike revealed, shaking his head in mock grief. “Speak for yourself,” Bob laughed, a charming smile on his face as he wriggled his eyebrows. “You left ‘Shasba’ too early,” he said, mentioning a new bar in Washington, D.C. Thomas laughed as the two younger men discussed the women at the bar. “And what about you?” he asked softly, turning to Victoria. Victoria had to fight the incredible feeling she had whenever he spoke to her directly. He always made her feel special with the looks he gave her. When he directed a question to her, his whole body indicated that he genuinely cared about her answer and that he wasn’t just asking to be polite. “I had dinner with my sister on Friday night,”
