When Cassian awoke the next morning, he found himself alone in the hotel room he frequented. He was still dressed in an unbuttoned shirt, pants and socks, and he finally felt well-rested after a week of grueling work.
He sat up and found a note beside his phone on the bedside table. “Turned off your alarm. Looked like you needed the zzz's” was all it said.
Cassian donned his suit and shoes then took his phone. Sheena had texted him to confirm their dinner with Langdon, and he quickly typed in a reply. He glanced at the note that was still on the table.
The temp. Why did he have to do such useless things like this?
He folded the piece of paper and put it in his pocket with his phone before leaving the room.
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It was finally Christmas day—a personal favorite of Alex's. He had spen
