Kylan
I am having lunch and a beer with Richard and a couple of other guys. It is a working lunch. We decided to get out of the office and have it somewhere more relaxed. Though right now there is not much business talk happening, they are talking about golfing, something that doesn’t interest me in the slightest. So, instead of trying to be part of a conversation I know nothing about, I am on my phone, doing some online shopping, not for myself, for Nola.
“Are you with us, Kylan?” Richard laughs. I look up from the screen, “Sorry.” I reply, setting my phone down on the table.
“Shopping for someone special?” Simon asks, seeing the online jewellery store on my cell. Yes, the woman you wish you could have! Oh, how I would love to say that to him. I don’t like him. He annoys me, “You co
