There was a roll of her eyes when her back was turned to him. Not that she wouldn’t be perfectly willing to show him her exasperation directly. Honey was about to tell him to be quiet for lands sake but he decided to get grabby with her arm and then rush out in front of her with his expletives still jumping off from his tongue. “Will you keep your voice down and stop swearing at me.” She hissed at him, but the scolding was more for his benefit that hers. If he wanted to be in political office then the patrons [especially] of this restaurant would remember and gossip ‘til the cows came home. People loved to make a villain out of a handsome, wealthy man. Xander needed to be flawless.
“I didn’t …talk to him. He replied to my How-do-you-do post for the building. And, he really didn’t mention us just that he’d like to borrow a cup of sugar sometime and bring down his card so we could have a chat.” She pushed her hair from off her forehead and anchored the soft strands behind her ear.
She gulped down whatever apprehension she had because she wasn’t sure what sort of reaction he would have to this Pierce guy wanting to come down from his tower and meet his new wife. “He said he wanted to meet everyone in the building.” She added as her arm reached out toward him and she fiddled with his collar before it swept down his arm. “It would be good for you to make friends Butterscotch. He’s THE news mogul for this part of California. If you make enemies with him then every time you fart it’s going to end up in the news.”