She frowns in confusion. What did she do now? 'You mean now?" she asks.

'Now!" he thunders and makes his way past her.

Her stomach growls aloud from emptiness, but she knows one need is higher than hers and Keenan, her boss' need is more than her stomach's.

So much for her lunch break.

Murmuring her complaints to herself, she follows him behind. Just like every time he came into her office and took her to lunch four years, the eyes of other colleagues trail and longer ...