Vince-

"You look happy, son. Did something good happen?"

I looked at Dad who had just entered the office.

"No? No, Sir," I replied and nodded.

I couldn't believe I was thinking about Myca and what happened the night before while I was at work.

I couldn't help but enjoy his bullshit. Research? Who will research such things? Only him. Just Mine.

"But you were smiling while looking at those reports," Dad said. He looked at me suspiciously.

I settled down and gathered the papers I was holding.

"I just gathered enough data for my proposal to get him a board. That's why I'm smiling, sir."

I can't look her...