A knock came on her door.
"Come in."
"Good morning, Treasure," Jake says, standing in the open door.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" She asks, refusing to look up at him.
"Yes, thank you. The bed was very comfortable."
Her eyes met him. "I'm going to just cut to the chase. About last night," Treasure began speaking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to impose myself or feelings on you. You must think I'm some fast girl who takes advantage of men while they're sleeping. but I'm not."
"No, I think you're a beautiful young lady." He said convincingly.
"But? I know being a Crenshaw you probably have women come on to you all the time."
Jake blushes. "I wouldn't know anything about that. When I'm at work, it requires my focus, but..."
Before he could finish his sentence, she waved her ha
