Kyle led the way out to the hall outside the restaurant then turned to face him. He could see Carl was already looking defensive and uptight.

"Have I offended you in some way? If I have, I didn't mean it and I'm sorry," Kyle said.

Carl snorted and scowled as he looked away.

"What can I do to make you feel at ease around me?" Kyle continued.

"Look! I get it! You're young and horny but do you have to fuck every woman you meet?" the banker growled. "You've got Larissa looking at you like a bowl of chocolate ice cream while I look like a bowl of porridge!"

Kyle...