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about Simon. I’ve been hearing strange rumors this morning. But no one is confirming them. He’s not in his office either. I know he’s had some tough times lately, but I thought he was back to work. God knows this company needs him.”
    “I’d rather wait until Patrick arrives. Repeating myself and answering the same likely questions doesn’t appeal to me.”
    “Okay, but now I’m freaking out. Before I was just worried.” Tom needs details, I understand. He’s not one to wait until Christmas to find out what he’s getting under the tree. I predict he’ll hound me until I spill.
    “Here, let’s get Patrick up here.” I buzz Mrs. Carter. “Ask Patrick to come on up early for our ten o’clock meeting. Tell him it’s urgent.”
    “Yes, sir,” Mrs. Carter replies dutifully as always.
    Tom stands from his seat and walks slowly to the window. He appears to be gazing out at nothing. His face void of expression. Deep in thought, something important is most definitely on his mind. I’m quietly waiting, not wanting to disturb or rush him. Finally he speaks, "Lois is pregnant, by the way."
    "Congratulations, right?" Feeling guarded, I pause for a response.
    "Yeah, right." Tom's answer is flat, but full of meaning.
    Tom and Lois have gone through hell trying to conceive during the last few years. When she suffered a miscarriage last year, I’ve never seen Tom so down. The loss put a strain on their marriage, too. I hope this pregnancy is successful, because I’ve never seen a couple want a child like they do.
    “I wish you and Lois the best, Tom. How’s she feeling?” I attempt to deflect Tom’s anxious mood.
    “She’s feeling good now. The morning sickness was a bitch, but she’s finally over it. We’ve been waiting to share the news until she’s past the three month mark. She’s fifteen weeks now.”
    I stand up and walk to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. We’ve been friends too long for me to sit there and not reach out to him. His concern is mine in some strange way. He’s the closest thing on this earth I have to a brother.
    “This week. Guy’s night out. There’s a new mid-town bar. We should check it out.” 
    He turns to me and smiles. “Thanks, Adam, but I’m not sure that’s a good idea. The last time you took me out for drinks, you ended up abandoning me at the bar. You left with two women, if I’m not mistaken. Rubbed my married ass into the ground with that move. Damn, they were hot as shit, too. Remember?”
    “Distantly.” I pause while my mind travels back to that night. The hotel room. The shiny surface of handcuffs. Ties attached to bedposts and long slender legs. “They were recent college graduates. Sorority sisters. Kinky fucking must’ve been their majors. They were practically pros. Who carries bondage shit around in their purse, anyway?”
    “Man, the life you lead, Adam. Sometimes I envy you, other times I think you’re a crazy motherfucker. One day, you’ll fall for someone and it will be hard. Who knows, maybe this woman from last night? What was her name again?”
    “Kathryn Delcour.” Her name rolls off my tongue. Just the thought of her makes me smile and erases any trace of the kinky night from my mind.
    “Wow, look at that smile. This woman I have got to meet.”
    “Don’t hold your breath. I have a lot to learn about her. We just barely met.”
    “But you can’t forget her, can you? She’s gotten under your skin. Do you want to just fuck her or get to know her, too?” Tom scores big on his loaded questions and stares me down until I decide on an answer.
    “Both.” I answer honestly. Tom would see through my lies. He grins knowingly at me, shaking his head. “Where the hell is Patrick?”
    “Nice subject change.” Tom sneers.
    “You liked that one?” I question back with a laugh and he joins me. I decide to buzz Mrs. Carter.
    “Any word from Patrick?” I ask my assistant.
    “Yes, Mr. Kingsley. He’s just now exiting the elevator.