(Sebastian)
"Then I'll have to finish mine before you."
"Good luck with that."
"You're assuming I can't read faster than you."
"I'm assuming you'll get distracted."
"By what?"
"Me, obviously."
I laughed and opened my book to the first chapter. Zara had chosen it for me, insisting it was something I'd enjoy. I hadn't questioned her decision at the bookstore. Now I was curious about what she'd found so interesting.
Twenty minutes later, I understood why she'd been smiling when I agreed to buy it. The main character was a businessman who had inherited his grandfather's company. He didn't believe in relationships and preferred spending his time at work. I read another page before turning toward Zara.
"Did you choose this book on purpose?"
"Of course."
"Does the main character remind
