CHAPTER 140

It was that mutual declaration of love that led Kat and me to our, "Houston, we have a problem" moment. Where did we go from there? What did we mean by it? Our sexual chemistry was off the charts. Could we translate it to and sustain it in a real, traditional relationship? I was an avowed bachelor. Kat was a public figure, albeit a local one, with a sterling reputation. What would it look like for her to dump her rich, old Texas oil money boyfriend for a playboy banker? We also had to consider the fact that, when we were together, we burned the candle at both ends. We only knew one speed, and it was full-throttle. I couldn't keep it up without it having an effect on my professional life.

"We need to talk," I said to Kat one day when we met for lunch at my apartment, after we had returned to Houston from LA.

"I know," she said.

"I'm going to be honest," I began, "I feel like I'm losing a little bit of control here. I'm in deeper here than I ever thought I would be."

She laughed lightly