THEODORE
Alice's expression was filled with guilt and remorse, maybe even a hint of embarrassment.
She rose from the bed at once and carefully took the laptop from me. I stepped back, giving her space, but not taking my eyes off her. She closed it and set it on the nightstand again. Her body was covered in goosebumps. The electricity was on, but it was still cold as f**k.
"You're not going to answer me?" I demanded impatiently, slowly losing my grip on my cool.
Why was she job hunting when she worked for me?
Her hands were on her hips. She sighed, then said, "It's not easy for me to explain."
"Try."
"Look," she began, gesturing around, her t**s bouncing just a little, "this was...great and all, but I'm no idiot."
"Have I ever implied that I thought you were one?"
She gave me a
