Chapter 59

#Chapter 59

Warren

This must definitely be a dream.

Evelyn is at my place, with her dog, and eating dinner with me.

Fuck! I've gotten fond of her dog. He's so smart. Definitely like his owner.

/"When will that project be completed?/" Evelyn asks, sipping the hot chicken soup I made.

/"In three years. We're still working on the blueprints and designs. The investor wants it to represent the culture of France while also having a modern edge,/" I explain, my passion for the subject leaking into my voice.

/"So that is your WIP. Wha—/"

/"WIP?/"

/"Work in progress./" She looks at me.

I nod, encouraging her to continue.

/"I have a question./" A smirk takes over her delicate face.

/"Go ahead,/" I say.

/"Do you create the designs yourself or do you just get someone else to do it?/"