back with his hands only to have stubborn wisps hang down. It was this charm against the backdrop of a gruff and tuff biker aficionado that pulled Ginger into his orbit. She hoped with everything in her being that he was the one for her and that this wasn’t another disaster waiting to happen.
Once the headache completely dissipated, he decided another visit to Amy’s boss was in order. After what happened at Sam Pennington’s home, Ginger decided she should accompany him to ensure he kept his cool.
“No rough stuff this time, Justin,” she said with a commanding look. He just looked away.
When they entered the lobby the receptionist recognized them.
“If you’re here to see Mr. MacGregor, I’m afraid he’s out for a meeting.”
“Can we wait for him?” Ginger asked.
“Yes. He shouldn’t be much longer. There’s a small waiting area right outside his office if you’d like to wait there.”
“That would be great.”
When Justin and Ginger exited the elevator on the 10 th floor, they noticed Macgregor’s office door was open.
“He never let us through the door last time,” Ginger said. “I wonder what he was hiding.” She headed towards the several chairs in the waiting area, but she had aroused Justin’s curiosity and he walked into the office instead.
“Justin, what are you doing?”
“I’m going to look around…see what else he’s hiding.”
Ginger got up and stood in the doorway. “I really don’t think we should do that. He could come off the elevator at any moment.”
“You keep a look out then.”
“Well, it won’t be much of a warning since the elevator is right here,” Ginger whispered.
“Why are you whispering?”
“Hell if I know! Alright, we might as well go down together.” With that Ginger stepped into the office and looked around.
It was definitely a man’s office with dark paneling, leather furniture, and a cherry wood desk. It was high-end stuff, which meant MacGregor likely made a lot more money than they would ever see in a lifetime.
Ginger noticed several photo frames on the desk. Two of them were of a teenaged boy and girl. Both had dark brown hair, likely brother and sister. They were wearing leis and appeared as if they’d just gotten off a plane at the Oahu airport. The other picture was of MacGregor and a striking woman who looked much like the children in the other photographs. So he had a wife. This was getting more interesting by the minute.
“Did you see these pictures?” Ginger said as she pointed to the one of MacGregor and the woman.
“Is that his wife?” Justin picked up the photo for a closer look.
“Sure looks like it. You wouldn’t have a picture of your divorced wife on your desk.”
“What are you doing in here?”
Ginger jumped and Justin turned around slowly with a steely look in his eye.
MacGregor stood in the doorway of his office with a briefcase in hand. “The receptionist told me you were up here, but I thought you’d be in the waiting area, not snooping around my office.” MacGregor walked into his office and grabbed the framed photo out of Justin’s hand.
“Well, maybe you can tell me about the fact that you were screwing my sister. You seem to have omitted that vital piece of information,” Justin said as he moved closer to MacGregor.
Ginger had seen this move before so she broke in between them.
“Mr. MacGregor, we’ve heard that you were seeing Amy. Is this true?”
MacGregor looked down at Ginger then up at Justin. He walked over to his office chair and sat down. He motioned towards the photos on his desk and said, “As you can see, I’m married with children.”
“Yes, we saw that,” Ginger replied.
“Well, as in many marriages, mine is in name only. My children are almost grown. One is heading off to college this September and the boy will be in three years. We decided to stay together until they are both out of the house. Of course, this makes for a dreary existence. When Amy came here to
Once the headache completely dissipated, he decided another visit to Amy’s boss was in order. After what happened at Sam Pennington’s home, Ginger decided she should accompany him to ensure he kept his cool.
“No rough stuff this time, Justin,” she said with a commanding look. He just looked away.
When they entered the lobby the receptionist recognized them.
“If you’re here to see Mr. MacGregor, I’m afraid he’s out for a meeting.”
“Can we wait for him?” Ginger asked.
“Yes. He shouldn’t be much longer. There’s a small waiting area right outside his office if you’d like to wait there.”
“That would be great.”
When Justin and Ginger exited the elevator on the 10 th floor, they noticed Macgregor’s office door was open.
“He never let us through the door last time,” Ginger said. “I wonder what he was hiding.” She headed towards the several chairs in the waiting area, but she had aroused Justin’s curiosity and he walked into the office instead.
“Justin, what are you doing?”
“I’m going to look around…see what else he’s hiding.”
Ginger got up and stood in the doorway. “I really don’t think we should do that. He could come off the elevator at any moment.”
“You keep a look out then.”
“Well, it won’t be much of a warning since the elevator is right here,” Ginger whispered.
“Why are you whispering?”
“Hell if I know! Alright, we might as well go down together.” With that Ginger stepped into the office and looked around.
It was definitely a man’s office with dark paneling, leather furniture, and a cherry wood desk. It was high-end stuff, which meant MacGregor likely made a lot more money than they would ever see in a lifetime.
Ginger noticed several photo frames on the desk. Two of them were of a teenaged boy and girl. Both had dark brown hair, likely brother and sister. They were wearing leis and appeared as if they’d just gotten off a plane at the Oahu airport. The other picture was of MacGregor and a striking woman who looked much like the children in the other photographs. So he had a wife. This was getting more interesting by the minute.
“Did you see these pictures?” Ginger said as she pointed to the one of MacGregor and the woman.
“Is that his wife?” Justin picked up the photo for a closer look.
“Sure looks like it. You wouldn’t have a picture of your divorced wife on your desk.”
“What are you doing in here?”
Ginger jumped and Justin turned around slowly with a steely look in his eye.
MacGregor stood in the doorway of his office with a briefcase in hand. “The receptionist told me you were up here, but I thought you’d be in the waiting area, not snooping around my office.” MacGregor walked into his office and grabbed the framed photo out of Justin’s hand.
“Well, maybe you can tell me about the fact that you were screwing my sister. You seem to have omitted that vital piece of information,” Justin said as he moved closer to MacGregor.
Ginger had seen this move before so she broke in between them.
“Mr. MacGregor, we’ve heard that you were seeing Amy. Is this true?”
MacGregor looked down at Ginger then up at Justin. He walked over to his office chair and sat down. He motioned towards the photos on his desk and said, “As you can see, I’m married with children.”
“Yes, we saw that,” Ginger replied.
“Well, as in many marriages, mine is in name only. My children are almost grown. One is heading off to college this September and the boy will be in three years. We decided to stay together until they are both out of the house. Of course, this makes for a dreary existence. When Amy came here to
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