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“It does, but that veggie burger didn’t seem to fill me up, and the salmon salad doesn’t sound too bad.”
“You should have had the big thick greasy burger like me.”
“Yeah. Maybe I should have.” He winked.
“What do you do for work?” I asked with curiosity.
“I own and run a technology company.”
I knew he was in corporate just by the suit he was wearing. He had “corporate man” written all over him. One thing that caught me by surprise was the fact that he owned the company.
“Nice. How old are you?” I cocked my head.
He laughed. “I don’t think asking someone their age is polite.”
“Wrong. It’s not polite to ask a woman her age, but for a man, it’s no holds barred.”
“So why is it wrong to ask a woman?” His brow raised.
“Because women are more sensitive to the age question than men. It’s in our genes.”
“Ah. I see. Well, to answer your question, I’m thirty. And now, you’ll answer my question, impolite or not. How old are you?”
“I’m twenty-four.”
“Really?” He frowned. “You don’t look a day over eighteen.” His lips gave way to a small smile.
Rolling my eyes, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Is that why you’re being so nice to me because you thought I was a naïve eighteen-year-old who just blossomed into a legal adult with no baggage that you could manipulate in the palm of your hand?” I smirked.
“First of all, eighteen-year-olds aren’t my thing. They are way too immature, legal adult or not, and second of all, I’m just a nice guy all the way around.” He winked.
“That you are, Mr. Westbrook.” My lips gave way to a small smile.
The flight attendant set Drew’s salmon salad down in front of him. I took one look at it and sighed.
“You’re really going to eat that?”
“Of course.” He stabbed his fork into the salad and took a bite. “It’s delicious.”
“It is not! I can tell by your look and how you’re trying to choke it down.”
He shrugged. “Okay. It’s not very appetizing.”
“Oh. Is that cheesecake?” I asked as I pointed to the small plate on his tray.
“It looks like it. Do you want it?”
“Don’t you?” I asked.
“I’m not a big cheesecake kind of person. So, please, be my guest. I’ll have to ask the attendant for another fork.”
“No need.” I smiled as I reached over, picked it up with my hands, and took a bite.
Drew’s face twisted as he watched me.
“What? It’s not a big piece. It’s bite-size.” I finished it off with one more bite. “Thank you for once again making my shitty day a little less shitty.” I grinned.
“You’re welcome.” He nodded. “I’m surprised you’re still hungry after that large burger, a beer, your fries, and mine.”
