Anthony's voice pull me out. I forgot he's sat beside me
"Didn't you come with your car, why are you here?" I question dismissively with my gaze on screen.
She looks small, overwhelmed by the sudden storm that just passed through her home.
Her hair neatly tucked away in a silk bonnet. She looks so incredibly fresh, clean, completely untouched by the dirt of the corporate world I inhabit.
She stands there for a moment, her mind visibly working, connecting the pieces.
"I can't let the strain between us expand" I roll my eyes. My eyes remain on my goldmine while my brain scream she texts me.
Eleanor is a yapper and I enjoy when she texts me what she wants, see or notice.
Like this moment, It's only a matter of time before she texts me about how great the massage was then yap on about
