This man, a divorced real estate developer, was closer to Mayas age. Her third date was with a sports promotor. She and this man, who Maya was certain...was no older than she, enjoyed the home teams win from box seats at a major league baseball game. Tuesday evening, Mayas agency phone rang. It was Felicia. Hi, Maya. I must say, youre playing to rave reviews with the gentlemen. Youve had three dates now. I know youve said youve had a good time. How comfortable are you about the idea of physical. 'No, I don't.' He replaced the cap, shrugging a shoulder. 'Besides, it's not like you would even want to in the first place.'Nick laughed, and the way he did somewhat disturbed Drew, causing a chill to run down his spine. 'Funny, the way people think sometimes.'Drew was beginning to get uneasy. He shifted his weight where he stood, leaning against a wall, and crossed his arms in front of him. 'Exactly... Exactly what do you mean by that?'A smirk. 'Oh, nothing. Just that appearances might come. A ginger bearded man with a kind smile stood up from his chair and smiled. “You must be Nikki? Please come in and join us!” He said and pointed to an empty chair just a little away from him.For some reason Nikki suddenly felt embarrassed and very nervous. She shoved her hands, that seemed to be shaking, deep into her coat pockets and walked slowly towards the group. There was silence in the room except for the clip clopping of Nikki’s heels across the wooden floor, the sound of which seemed to. The body you have. The personality you have. The way you do the shit you do. You speak your mind. You're not afraid to say whatever the fuck you want. I think it's pretty damn amazing. And I had no idea you were so young. I really didn't. Yeah. I've slept with other younger girls/women. But not as blunt and open as you. And seriously? I just met you, we're working together, and this? Christ, I could handle this every day. It was pretty amazing. There's your truth." Bridget smiled. And she.