"I'll need your home address so I can have the car pick you up this weekend." Alex suddenly spoke up as we got inside.
I hesitated for a moment, not entirely comfortable with the idea of giving him my home address because of Dawson. "Actually it would be easier for me if I just met you at the office instead. That way you don't have to worry about coordinating the pickup." I suggested.
Alex paused, his brows wrinkling as he stared at me in silence. "Very well," he finally said. "Be here by 6 p.m. Don't make me wait."
"Okay, I'll be here," I assured relieved that he didn't insist on coming to my house. As we parted ways, Alex turned to me one more time.
"You can take the rest of the day off. No need to report to come today."
My eyes went wide. "Really?" I asked practically g
