“An old business colleague of my father’s in China,” I reply.
“About business?”
“Yeah, he wants me to fly to Hong Kong to talk about some business opportunities.”
“Oooo, like what?”
“Don’t exactly know yet.”
I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth so I don’t have to talk as much.
“When would you go?”
“In three weeks. I think it’s finals week for you.”
She nods and crawls into bed. By the time I’m done brushing my teeth, she’s asleep. I stand there and watch the slow and steady rise of her chest as she breathes.
Life is pretty damn good right now. I’ve got the woman I want, and I’ve got an opportunity to make a name for myself, something that will be way more challenging than running a nightclub.
Yeah, life is good.