Gio
It was almost midnight when I stumbled into my office. I needed to lay down, sleep off the alcohol that was clouding my judgement, but going to my bedroom was out of the question because I didn't know what I would do if I got there and she had gone.
She had every right to leave. I had acted like the worst kind of fool. In my anger I had scared her, and the shame of that was what had kept me out all day and night. How could I face her after what I had almost done? Keeley had every right to leave me and not look back. I wouldn’t blame her if she never wanted to see me again.
Flicking the light switch, I started. The office, which should have been empty, was far from it. Keeley sat behind my desk. I stared at her for a second, not able to do anything but take her in. Gone was the dress
