She blinked repeatedly, unable to believe her eyes. It was a dream. She had been thinking of him too much, she now saw him in every man. She shut her eyes tightly and opened them slowly, as if expecting the man in front of her to have metamorphosed into someone else. But when she opened her eyes, he was still standing there, hands in pocket, staring at her. "A-Alan?" she whispered. "Good morning, Miss McAlister," he greeted somewhat coldly. Miss McAlister. He called her Miss McAlister. That meant whatever had transpired between them last night meant nothing. All that happened in Red would remain in Red. She was here as his secretary and she had to compose himself. "Good morning, sir," she greeted and moved away from the door where she had been frozen in shock and into his office. "Take a seat."She obeyed meekly and took her seat. "I believe you have been given a briefing on how this works," he said. Christine nodded and then quickly corrected herself. "Yes, sir," she said.
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