An invitation

Though he didn't seem convinced by words, he didn't ask questions regarding them. Instead, he smiled and walked in. I looked back at the red car before I rushed in with him, smiling at the server by the door.

Lunch was uneventful. We ordered and ate, while discussing our lives back in our college days, when we did everything together like the twins most people assumed we were. I felt emotional as I thought back to those days, and he felt I was acting like a baby. To him, the emotion was a bit on the top side. I didn't blame him though. This was how he always acted.

“Let's do this again,” he said, taking my hand in his as he led me out of the place. “I know you are busy, and so am I, but we can always make time for each other, just like in our college days.”

“Yeah. I think so, too. You can always visit me at work. Just tell anyone you meet you are here for me, and they will bring you to my office, okay? It's as simple as that.”

“Because you are the boss?” He lifted an eyebrow, smilin