7. Do Me A Favour

The rest of the week had gone by without a hitch. Work had gotten busier so I didn’t have time to fester on the potential mess with Alec and our potentially intertwined business interests. I met with a few more clients for home designs, and finalised a partnership with a real estate development company. All in all I was grateful for the opportunity to throw myself into my work this week.

It’s Friday and it’s getting late. I’m supposed to be meeting Emma, Rory and Rachel at Melody Line, a jazz club downtown, for our weekly cool down. It’s been a tradition of ours since we moved back here after our semester abroad in our final year.

I was shutting down my computer and getting ready to leave when I heard a knock at my door.

“Come in.” I said, wondering who was still here at this hour. Liliana had already left, along with the rest of the floor. “You have to make it quick, I’m on my way out.” I say without looking up at whoever just walked in through the door.

“I promise I won’t be lon