I never, ever drink more than a glass or two of wine or champagne when I am on a business trip. I can’t. I simply have to be at my best every minute. On occasion things happen in the middle of the night that I have to resolve. And when I visited you, I didn’t drink anything, did I? Did I ever express disappointment that you didn’t have any alcohol in the house?”
“No, you didn’t. You were too busy.”
“Damn straight. You are way too important to me to screw it up. If the choice was ever between you and a bottle of wine with Christine, it would be an easy one.”
They began walking again. Dean wasn’t sure what else to say. Should he drop it, figuring that Marco had just gotten a bit carried away with Christine last night, or was this the kind of answer everyone with a drinking problem gave?
“Marco, I would never ask you to give up a fun evening with Christine for me. I just had to know, that’s all…”