"Has anyone talked to my family yet?" Erin asked to say something.
"No, when I spoke with Riley he said you wanted to do that." Melody took a few steps toward her until she was at the far edge of the vanity.
"I have to call them and tell them I'm coming home." There wouldn't be any ducking questions then. At least she'd have more pressing things to think about than Riley.
"I can arrange that."
It would be good to go home and see her family. Figure things out. Chances were, she could squeeze some sort of severance package out of NexGen to tide her over for a while.
"Thanks." Erin tucked the clothes under her arm and pushed her hand through her hair.
"How are you doing? Really? Did Riley do something?" Melody leaned against the sinks, hands at her hips.
That last question stopped Erin
