Chapter 30
TarynThe next Saturday at Jeff’s, I tapped away on my laptop, preparing the agenda for an upcoming customer event. I still had to line up all the speakers, and the number of “TBDs” in the document reminded me of how much work I had to do.
My fingers hit the keyboard harder. I dug my headphones out of my laptop bag and plugged them into my phone. A little music. That’s what I needed. I started singing Kelly Clarkson, quite badly, and heard the faint sound of a doorbell over the bass line. I yanked out an earbud.
Shannon was early. While the pair of us hadn’t killed one other, we also hadn’t been alone for more than a couple of minutes. What the hell was she doing here an hour and a half early? I’d hoped to be gone by then. s**t.
I opened the door. “Hi. We weren’t expecting yo
