Lily Thompson
Work hours went the same with me still noticing enough to know that Theo wasn't completely in charge and Ryan was more than just a regular employee
Back at home, after picking Isabella up from school with her nonstop chatter of how everyone was being nice to her now.
I packed a suitcase and zipped it halfway and paused, staring at the chaotic pile of clothes still draped over the bed. Work blouses. Heels. A black silk slip I packed on impulse, then buried under a blazer as if hiding it from myself.
Ding-dong.
I blinked.
The doorbell startled me more than it should have. I padded barefoot to the front door, tugging my oversized T-shirt down over my thighs. When I opened the door and saw the box sitting there, plain, brown, innocent and I almost burst into laughter.
It
