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“I wanted to observe her in that environment.”
“Harsh, Nate. If you wanted to make her uncomfortable, why not invite her to the Owen house for dinner?”
“That’s just it,” I say, my mind on her behavior at dinner. “She wasn’t uncomfortable. She wasn’t impressed. She didn’t ask what a single item was on her plate. She casually mentioned the wine. The label was in French and the name of it rolled off her tongue.”
Sexiest words I’ve ever heard in my life.
“So city employees can’t be sophisticated?”
“When have you known me to be a snob?”
“Never.” He shakes his head.
“That’s right. Never. As a guy who came from nothing, I recall vividly how difficult it was to learn the ropes of high society. She was comfortable. An eight-course meal didn’t ruffle a single one of her fine feathers.”
“Cris didn’t grow up in wealth either, and she’s comfortable in those sorts of circumstances. Maybe Vivian used to work with a wealthy family.”
“Maybe.” But the idea of something bigger and more secretive won’t leave me alone. I want to know more about her. I have since the moment she stomped onto my work site. I know I should leave it alone, but when it comes to her I can’t seem to help myself.
“I was upper middle class, you were dirt poor, and we do fine blending in with these people.”
“Benji, we are these people.” I pull to a stop in front of Club Nine. We’re picking up Archer for an Owen brother powwow before his club’s grand opening. “Speaking of, a cigar has had our name on it since you skipped having one on Lainey’s birthday.”
“No can do. Cris doesn’t like to smell cigar on me when I go back to the office.”
I keep my pot/kettle comment to myself.
