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Cauthon, Jude: I’m trying! Nancy and Dave have done a great job handling all of the small stuff, but I have had to step in regarding a few large decisions. I didn’t realize you dealt with so much minutia.

Cauthon, Jude: Let’s just say I appreciate your hard work more than ever.

Moltisanti, Amber: Damn right!

Moltisanti, Amber: Your calendar shows that you’re free right now. Got time for a quick chat?

Cauthon, Jude: Give me a minute. I need to talk to Melinda real quick.

While I waited for him to return, I stared at Owen’s icon. Where was he at this time of day? I imagined him having lunch with that woman, the owner of the other tech company. Jocelyn Wagner. The one who was incredibly hot, and had been trying to hook up with Owen.

Telling myself that the tightness in my chest was curiosity, andnotjealousy, I pulled out my phone to text him.

Me: Hello from Italy! The pasta and wine is amazing. I may never come home.

Owen: Fair enough. We’ll promote Nancy to senior engineer. She’s been kicking a whole bunch of ass while you’ve been gone. Enjoy your new Italian citizenship!

Me: HEY

Me: NOT FUNNY.

Me: Tell me you miss me.

Owen: I miss the things I wish I was doing to you right now.

Me: What kind of things?

Owen: Filthy things. Stuff I don’t even want to write on a text.

Me: Sending sexy messages while you’re in the office? How naughty of you.

I paused, waiting to see if he would lie about where he was. I didn’t like these kinds of games, setting a trap and seeing if Owen would fall into it, but being halfway around the world was messing with my emotional intelligence.

Owen: I’m actually at home.

Me: Slacker! Don’t you have a company to run?

Owen: There’s more than one way to run a company. The Warriors have a home game this afternoon. I’m taking the senior editor from the Chronicle. He wants to write a piece about ACS.

Me: That’s awesome! I’ll let you get back to entertaining him, then. When I get back, I want you to take me to a game.

Owen: Actually, I’m still at home. Game doesn’t start for another hour.

Me: Oh, really? Then there’s nothing stopping you from describing all those things you want to do to me. In great detail.

While waiting for a response from him, Jude messaged me on my laptop.

Cauthon, Jude: Okay, I’m free. What’s up?

Moltisanti, Amber: I wanted to let you know that I miss you. Specifically your body. On top of mine. I miss your body on top of mine, is what I’m saying.

Cauthon, Jude: Oh my. You’re feisty today.

Moltisanti, Amber: It’s almost bedtime here, and I’ve had a lot of wine. Tell me what you’re wearing.

Cauthon, Jude: My gray slacks, with the black belt and black leather shoes. And a simple white dress shirt.

Moltisanti, Amber: Sleeves rolled up?

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