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through them as their hands touched. Jerrica’s face flushed as she released the soft hand. “It was nice meeting you, Ms. Daniel. May I walk you out?”
    “Thank you but I can make my way back to the elevator on my own,” she said, reaching for the door.
    Jerrica saw Devin look over her shoulder one last time with a twinkle in her eye and flashing a striking grin. Once the door closed, Jerrica felt the full emptiness of her office. “What the hell just happened?” she muttered, dropping in her chair, exasperated.

    †

    Jerrica wasn’t hungry anymore as she swirled the food on her plate with her fork. She needed to stop doing this to herself, this remembering. Holding her glass in one hand and her plate in the other, she returned to the kitchen and refilled the wine glass.
    Fetching her briefcase from the entryway, she headed up to her bedroom, the two little fluff balls right on her heels. She passed the guest room and bathroom on her way to the master bedroom. This townhouse was excessively big for just one person, but Jerrica knew she had to have it the moment she’d toured the property. It felt like home.
    Dropping the briefcase on the small table near her dresser she rifled through the dresser drawers to look for her favorite pajama set. Once changed, she retrieved the computer from the briefcase. She cracked the French doors open to the balcony, knowing the sound of the waves on the rocks would be relaxing. She reclaimed her glass off the table before she positioned herself on the floor. A familiar purr from Sassy on the bed gave Jerrica comfort that she was not alone. Taking a quick look around, Jerrica saw that Baby Kitty was occupying herself.
    Let’s get to work, she told herself.
    Jerrica hammered away on her keyboard. Papers were spread out on the floor beside her, graphs and charts were displayed on her computer screen. She immersed herself into the project, losing track of the passage of time. Hearing a noise she glanced around her computer screen. Baby Kitty had taken hold of one of her data sheets.
    Sighing, Jerrica extended her arms toward the ceiling, stretching her back muscles. It was almost two in the morning she realized, looking at her watch. She had been at this a long time. Clicking the save button on her last report, she closed the computer and scooped the kitten in one hand and the documents in the other as she stood. She placed a quick kiss on the kitten’s head settling it on the bed. Capturing the computer and the rest of papers off the floor, she returned them all to the safety of her briefcase on the small table. When she stretched again, she realized she was suddenly exhausted. She desperately needed sleep.
    Jerrica went into the master bath to enact her nightly routine. Returning, she smiled at the sprawled out cats already asleep on top of the comforter. It was going to be a short night. Clicking off the light, she prayed she would find rest quickly.

Chapter Two

     

    Sitting at her desk, Jerrica could feel the drain from not enough sleep. She had almost fallen asleep on the train. Then she missed the seventeenth floor, almost dozing off in the back. She had to ride the elevator four more flights before she was able to hop an elevator that was descending. It was going to be a long day if that kind of shit kept happening. Lauren had better bring coffee soon. Jerrica needed caffeine . To distract her climbing temper, she concentrated on the task at hand, opening e-mails. Scrolling down the page, she commented aloud.
    “Nope, I don’t need that one.”
    (Click)
    “These two I’ll forward to Lauren.”
    (Click...click…click)
    “Nope, not this one either.”
    Jerrica had already sent John the numbers and graphs for his project so she had some free time . She should have stayed home today. When Lauren finally entered her office she was carrying two mugs of steaming coffee.
    “Aww, you’re my favorite assistant,” she said as she was handed a mug.
    “I’m your only