Rico
Sandra bites down on her lower lip. “I can't really afford to take time off.”
“And my company offers paid time off. You’re going to be well taken care of, Sandra.”
A smile crosses her face, and she brings a palm to her forehead. “How could I forget that?”
I let out a chuckle. “I'm not sure, but I also wanted to offer to bring you back to my place. That way I can make sure you're well fed and taken care of, and I don't have to stress about how you're doing. Is that acceptable?”
She nods her head but seems unsure. “Are you sure the company can spare you, or that the club can spare you?”
“I have contingency plans for things like this.” We step into the elevator side by side, and I push the garage button.
“Of course you do.” The words aren't said with a snarky attitude, but a calm,
