Just two hours ago, I'd sworn myself off of this beautiful man and reconciled that I would be better off alone. It's like a dream or something. You know the kind of dream where you tell yourself you are dreaming, but you still can't wake up? Yes, I think that's what this is. Okay, I’m just pretending that I'm fully comfortable and ready for this sophisticated dinner and conversation.Jake glances up, and a waiter hurries forward with the bottle of champagne he ordered.While the waiter fills my glass, I begin to get anxious. What am I going to say to Jake? What if he starts asking about Scott? I don't want to have to tell Jake anything about that painful time. I've got to get it together."So," I say, looking up into his chocolate eyes, and raise my glass. "To your new company!""To the new company," says Jake, and gives a smile I don't recognize. "But, you know, Jillian tonight isn't just about my business.”"Is that right? You clearly know all the right words, now don't you?" I say with a bitter tone.That wasn't nice.
