~Lynlee~
Once I got myself together, Alexander and I had a good time in New York. By the time he finished his endorsement, I had us checked out of the hotel, and he had tickets to an afternoon comedy show. I headed home after sending Alexander off at the airport to return to his team, thankful that we hadn’t spoken another word about Sebastian.
Popps called me on my drive home to get every sordid detail. After insisting there were none, as Alexander and I slept in separate rooms, she was convinced I was holding out on her. Luckily, she had enough to vent about in her life that she kept me preoccupied throughout my whole drive. Her rants about inventory orders and surly customers kept me from dwelling on the guilt that threatened to pull me under over how I had treated Sebastian.
But as
