Then it struck me that I might have screwed up big time. Asking me what the System 2200 may have been a set up question to see how I would describe th... product and its' capabilities, and I had totally blown it. I worried about this for the rest of the morning. At noon I was debating on whether to go to lunch or not when my phone rang. It was Mark Anderson's secretary. She said that Mark wanted to see me before I went to lunch."On the way up to Mark's office I could feel my stomach churning.. Though it was about an hour away from Hollywood, the food was good and the hotel, though pretty fancy, was far away from any unwanted attention.Megan finished the wine and got into her Mercedes Benz. By the time she got on the freeway, it was dusk. Few cars were on the road. Eager to have some fun with the desperate director, Megan pushed the pedal to the metal. She was halfway to her destination when she saw the red and blue lights flash in her rear view mirror. Megan cursed and looked down. I had stopped at the First National Bank in New York City, and had it drawn up, just this morning."I took the liberty of having this check draughted this morning. I will leave it with you as a deposit, in the event that the case does not get settled out of court," I said and passed it over. It was for five hundred thousand dollars, so I knew it was more than enough."Where can I contact you? Will you be staying in New York, or returning to your home in Boston? This might take a few days," Mark. I watch him sitting there, brow furrowed and concentrating hard on his latest assignment. He looks tense but oh so sexy. I'm beginning to think he's been working too hard. I applaud him for his hard work. His intelligence is simply another one of his many great qualities, but I know he needs to take a break to release the tension. I scoot my chair closer to him until I’m as close as possible. I briefly peek sideways at him through my lashes to gauge his reaction. He glances at me his posture.