Chapter 13

“Just come out and say what you’re thinking.”

“I think you’re an idiot.”

“Anything else?”

“Sean, you are a smart man, but you constantly make very stupid decisions.”

“Jesus, I met the man for coffee, not sex in the bathroom.”

She pursed her lips. “If he’d shown an interest, would you have had sex in the bathroom?”

“That’s beside the point.”

“No, that is my point. Even if he didn’t know who you were yesterday, he knows now. How long before he realizes he can take you for everything?”

Sean began to retort, but stopped. Was he falling into the same trap again? Could Emerson be just as much of a prick as Carl? Or Mark? Or Cohen?

He shook his head. “Macie, you’ve always said I have a unique view of the world—that I look on the bright side of things. If I start doubting the kindness in people, I’ll lose that.”

“There’s a difference between being optimistic and being gullible.”

“I’m not gullible.”

“Yes, you are.”