CHAPTER 9Alyssa walked into the Sanders building more nervous than the first time. This time she was dressed in her finest purple dress that stopped at her knees and her flats that matched. No heels or she would fall and embarrass herself in front of Jason. Something she didn’t want to happen. Maybe sex again was ok. She added a little hint of makeup, but not a lot. Strangely it was deserted. Barely any cars were in the parking lot, unlike before, and hopefully, there’d be no secretary either. She walked in as her prayers were unanswered.
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