(Tracey’s POV)
Another Monday has come, and I’m still waking up looking forward to a day at the office. I love my job so much! I can’t believe I wake up to this every day. Now if only I could go to sleep at night without my mind wondering to you-know-who.
It’s been a month and I still can’t get that guy, or that wonderful night, out of my mind. I think my next partner had better be someone plain looking, because I don’t know if I can live through another instance like this again.
I laugh to myself at my own thoughts. Even with the lack of sleep, I’m still not only up and raring to go but in good spirits. “Good morning, family!” I call out in a sing-song voice as I walked into the kitchen and head straight for the coffee.
Emmitt is there, and he smiles at me, something he hasn’t done m
