Charisse sat on the couch in her apartment with her legs stretched out and her feet on the coffee table. Comfort wrapped around her as she chatted with Marie and ate way too much dark chocolate and drank too much coffee. The new Marie was much easier to talk to. Continue reading
Conor slid his tie out from under the collar and threw it on his bed. “Goddammit, I can’t do this when I have a raging headache. Cancel dinner with Charisse.” Continue reading
Charisse dropped back into her chair. She had to go back out and face everybody, but she thought she might faint if she tried. After several minutes, Mei came into the room and said, “There’s some deliveries for you up front. Want to come and see them?” Continue reading
