“Erica whined. She was seated at the small table in my hotel room with her laptop open. We had a presentation to give in the morning, and when I checked the reports Pamela had uploaded to the company's shared drive today, it wasn't complete. I know that it was because of the situation with Mitch. I also found out that Pamela had given her resignation the day after I had agreed to come to Houston, but later rescinded it. It was obvious that more was going on with that situation. “Fine. Call a...nd order something.” “But I don't want take-out food, Alexander.” “Well, that's all there is, Erica. I don't know what else to tell you.” I grumbled as I sat on the sofa with my laptop open, toggling between documents double checking the numbers on the final report. I had been on edge the entire day as I replayed the conversation with Courtney last night. I was tired of men going after my wife and being worried whether someone will say the right words to steal her away from me.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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