I surveyed the contents of my wardrobe again. This shouldn’t have been so hard. And it was business. As many times as I repeated it to myself, it wouldn’t sink in. The female part of my brain insisted on a clothing selection based on the off chance I might run into Paul by the pool or be required to share a meal with him. So much for keeping it professional. Paul had already made it clear it was a work trip for him. Yet I couldn’t shake the nerves that came with knowing I’d be getting on an airplane with him and traveling to a tropical island. Two days of sunning myself by the pool, with a book no less. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d read anything non-work related. I jumped as my apartment buzzer sounded. I looked at the clock. Eight thirty pm. It was Thursday night and I’d forgotten I’d invited Scarlett over for a drink. I buzzed her in and resumed packing. Scarlett was another person who wouldn’t take no for an answer.
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