He let me go and I practically ran to my car, in my heels, trying my hardest not to trip over the shoes.
I was late as heck. But it was worth it I guess. I thought to myself smiling at the memory. I shook the memory away and started the car. From time to time all I could think about was Zane during my drive to work. Sometimes I could even see him on the streets. It was clear I was beginning to loose my mind.
When I got to the office building and parked my car, I hurried in.
Sammy was waiting with a hot cup of coffee, he was my literal life saver. “Why do you look red?” He just had to ask and I rolled my eyes at him.
“You have something for me?” I changed the topic stretching a hand out to him. He handed me a file filled with sketches and pictures of the apartments and it only took a lo
