Fay didn't tell Sylvia where they were having dinner-she just said she wanted to surprise everyone.

Sylvia had already resigned herself to spending a small fortune that night, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Right before clocking out, she got a text from Lester.

"Want me to swing by and pick you up later?"

"No need, thanks to your generosity I just got a fat bonus-taking the team out for dinner tonight."

"So you're not gonna treat your favorite sponsor to dinner? That's just not right."

"I'm off tomorrow. I'll cook for you instead."

Sylvia typed the reply in a flash and hit send without a second thought.

Ever since she'd taken Edwin's advice, she'd become comfortable letting Lester pursue her. They weren't officially together, of course, but there was definitely an unspoken understanding between them.

Just like any regular couple, they'd chat, grab the occasional bite together, talk some more.

It was simple, ordinary-and Sylvia found it strangely comforting.

On her screen, the "Lester is typing..." bubble lingered for ages.

Finally, his one-word reply popped up:

"Deal."


couldn't help but grin, picturing Lester hunched over his desk, agonizing over every word. He could be so decisive

thoughts were interrupted by Fay's voice beside

"Sylvia! Let's get going."

realized the workday was over. She stood

is it? I'll

patted her snow-white coat, smirking. “No need. Ride

suspiciously, but most of her

off. She could only

weird turns, then

stomach drop as the.

el.n?

Car shot

forward, and she instinctively


clutched her seatbelt. s

her

in a

were braver than this. Aren't you

then glanced sideways at Fay.

just laughed and

she slammed on the

saved by her

out laughing. "You look kinda cute when you're

good excuse. You're speeding, stopped in the middle of the road, and

a police motorbike

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