I wake up to the sun shining into the room and I take a moment to enjoy the view one more time. I don't know how many guest rooms are in this condo but this one is particularly beautiful. It's hard to think a cold man like Cass lives in such beauty. No doubt, he isn's the slightest bit aware. I'm sure someone else designed the interior.
I take a shower, get dressed and do one final check of the room in case I forgot to pack something the night before. I put my socks on in my room so there isn't any more talk of my feet with my boss. I quickly dry my hair because early November in Chicago is no joke, it's freezing.
I'm in jeans and a tank with a hoodie over top. I don't think I've ever been this casually dressed around Cass and it feels weird, but I'm not going to dress in work clothes on
