Twelve

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He sat on his desk before attending to the man who rung the bell. Soon he opened up the door to see Amber patting her hair back in place. Alex wanted to pat it, but he refrained from doing such things, then again to contradict his own actions. Alex watched her for several minutes before she turned to him and shyly gestured if she could go out. He moved out of the way and she grabbed her purse and laptop bag. "I will pick you up tomorrow. At seven, be ready" She nodded before running out, not before running to his desk and grabbing his daily meetings board to schedule it for him. Alex chuckled looking down before realizing what he was doing and going back to work. *** 'It was a minor injury. He slipped and needed stitches ' Alex stared at the counter as his aunt frowned at him. She

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