Torture...

Casey was in today. When I stopped into the office, he and Dan were just regrouping from their earlier meetings with one of our biggest clients(and Casey was, as always, eating).

Casey looked good. Today called for a crisp, white dress shirt and tie. Between the accentuated broad shoulders, and the twinkle in his eyes when I teased him about how he could be bribed with homemade cookies, it was hard to concentrate.

Sweet mother of Jesus, that man is hard to resist sometimes.