BACK IN AMERICA
Sylvester pushed the front door open with a heavy sigh, the weight of the long night pressing on his shoulders. His suit jacket was wrinkled, and his tie hung loose around his neck. He hadn’t slept. Not a wink. He’d spent the night at the office, trying to fix the mess the stock crash had caused.
His mind was full of numbers, angry emails, and that smug smile Georgia had on her face.
He dropped his keys on the table, rubbing his tired eyes, when a voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
“You look like hell,” Bonnie said from the living room, dabbing blush on her cheeks in front of a tall mirror.
Sylvester blinked, confused. “What... What are you doing here?”
Bonnie looked up at him through the mirror. “Nice to see you too, big brother.” She gave him a smirk and turned b
