Chapter 1377

• HOMECOMING-
• I’d just swallowed the last sip of my margarita when I felt the vibration of my phone in my purse. I pulled it out to read the text: Seven o’clock—and don’t forget your hairbrush.
• I swallowed, my mouth suddenly feeling dry. Glancing at the time, I became filled with panic. It was twenty minutes till seven, and I was with coworkers at a bar a few blocks from the office, celebrating the closure of a very lucrative contract for our agency. There was no way I’d be able to make it back home and then to Jason’s place in time. I’d been expecting to hear from him the following evening, having spent the week dreaming about the sinful pleasures he’d promised me upon his return. But he’d gone and surprised me, first by showing up early, and second by giving me an impossible task.