"Trust me, that doesn't mean he wants my imput on anything, he just wants this brain and these fingers to keep on typing," Callaway said. He was such an honest person that he hadn't even thought of threatening to leave if he didn't get his way about something, and he didn't realize that Sanders would probably do anything to keep him around.
Listening to Parker's summary, Callaway couldn't help but be even more intrigued. He'd had an inkling that the kid was talented, though he couldn't quite put his finger on way. Maybe it was something in the eyes, there was so much emotion in them that Callaway found it difficult to ignore. But hearing about the story, well, now he definitely wanted to read it.
"I'd very much like to read it, if you'd let me," he said softly, and earnestly.
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