~ Chloe ~
Emery's message popped on the screen as I walked out of the office, my strides taking me to the elevator which I entered once it was open.
Pressing the button to the first floor, I checked the message;
*I'm taking Donald with me to a friend's place. We'll stay the night so don't expect me home anytime soon.*
A teeny bit of envy crawled up my chest knowing she had friends she could stay with for the night, while I couldn't brag of any.
As the doors separated, I brushed off that thought, then left to sign out before leaving my company.
Normally, I wouldn't be leaving so soon, but with my thoughts unable to drift from Dale and his touch, accompanied with the fact my gown was torn by the tip and totally not business-like, made me just decide going home might be a better option.
