‘I do. But don’t tell too many people, will you?’
‘How many drinks have you had?’
‘This is my first. I’m perfectly sober and aware of what I’m saying.’ His grin made me smile.
‘Maybe it’s last night’s alcohol still swilling through your veins.’
‘That’s always a possibility. There were an awful lot of champagne corks popping.’
‘Were you celebrating something?’
There was a pause before he answered. ‘No. Not especially.’
‘I see. Well, nice for some people. I, on the other hand, have a cup of hot chocolate going cold. Far less glamorous, I’m afraid.’
‘Still busy, then?’
‘Yeah. Ridiculously so. Just trying to get ahead as much as possible before the wedding.’
‘Wedding?’
‘Yes. Tilly’s.’
‘Oh. Right. Of course. Thought there was something you hadn’t told me there for a minute.’
‘Ha! Definitely not.’
‘Never say never.’
‘Too late.’
‘Well, I guess that’s another plus for Alex.’
‘Huh?’
‘Nothing. Never mind. I’d better let you get back to it. Although you should really get to bed. You’ll exhaust yourself if you keep working into the early hours like this.’
‘Yes, I will in a minute, I promise.’ Charlie’s comment about Alex lingered in my head but I was too tired to decipher what he meant. ‘I’m actually having trouble keeping my eyes open now.’
‘Get some rest, Libs. You’ll make yourself ill.’
‘This from the workaholic.’
‘Not exactly, but I’ve been there. It’s not fun.’
‘Harder when it’s your own business on the line, though.’
‘That’s true. But you’ll be no good to yourself if you burn out.’
‘No. I know. I’m shutting my laptop now. Happy?’ I smiled at him.
‘Immensely.’
‘And thanks for the networking, you know, in advance. I’m glad it’s going well. Oh! And thank you for the pictures you sent over. I love that one of Times Square. I really need to get to New York one day. It looks amazing.’
‘You’re welcome. Yes, it is pretty cool.’ His voice drifted off a little.
‘You look tired. Get some sleep.’
