Amee Wilson POVI got out of the apartment building like a mouse trying to slip past the cat’s watchful gaze.I spotted a cab cruising by and, with great urgency, flagged it down.“Taxi!”It screeched to a stop. In a flash, I opened the back passenger door and slid in. My chest heaved as adrenaline pumped through my blood.“Amee! Wait!” I looked over my shoulder and saw Zeke Alexander running after me. I sighed and motioned for the driver to go.“Don’t stop. Drive fast.” I told him sharply.I looked behind one more time and saw Zeke running toward the apartment’s underground parking, probably to fetch his car.When the distance between us lengthened, I settled in my seat.Yesterday, I agreed to let Zeke take me home to de-escalate a fight between him and my boss, Lucas. Tension had already erupted between them. Both men are clear in their hatred of each other, and I don’t want another scandal to break between us.It would be most humiliating because now we are in the workplace. That w
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