Chapter Fifteen
He followed her out of the elevator. “The pleasure was all mine, Abby. I look forward to more lunch dates.” He chuckled, shooting her a wink.
Abby’s cheeks flushed and she nodded to Drake before leaving the lobby. Drake leaned against the receptionist’s desk to wait for Owen as he watched her leave.
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Abby made her way to her apartment. She was excited to talk to Sam about her day.
She put the keys into the blue door’s lock and turned the doorknob. Walking into the room, she saw the television was paused in the middle of a game. It looked like Sam had been playing one of the post-apocalyptic games that he liked to play. She kicked her shoes off and tossed them into her room with her purse before calling out. “Sam, I’m home.”
Sam came back into the room. A pair of
