Chapter nine

What were the odds of it all being a dream? Ivory woke to the sound of her alarm, the night's events plaguing her very soul. She hadn't the heart to even respond to Braylen's text.  Worse she didn't know how she was going to face Raiden.  The only thought plaguing her mind was 'how was she going to face him?' She contemplated calling in sick, it was already Friday and that would give her two extra days to work up the courage to face him. This thought was quickly disregarded. She couldn't run from her problems, she knew that but how does one approach their employer after having kissed them? She felt utterly embarrassed, Raiden was probably finding her a great source of amusement. She placed her face in her palms and groaned. Better sooner than later, the faster they got the awkward meeting over with the sooner they can forget any of it ever happened.

Ivory arrived at the office faster than she would have hoped, the little nerve she had dissipating with every step clo