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"Much appreciated."

We came to a halt in front of the elevator.

I felt a gaze upon us.

Glancing over, I saw Dailey standing next to me.

Silence fell for a moment, but given he wasn't a stranger, I felt compelled to break it.

"Headed downstairs, Mr. Clarkson?"

Dailey's eyes briefly swept over Christine before he responded, "Yeah, wrapping up. Off to the parking garage."

Got it, he was leaving.

I mentioned, "We're also headed to the parking garage. Might as well share the ride."

No sooner had I finished than Merritt suddenly piped up, "Chris, my back's suddenly itchy. Can you scratch it for me? My hands are full."

A simple request, and Christine was quick to help out.

"Chris, it won't work through the coat."

Merritt's voice, laden with a hint of whine and those puppy-dog eyes, really did make him seem like a big, playful pup.

Impossible not to feel a bit soft-hearted.

I've never been one for younger guys, totally not my thing.

to be enjoying

reached right into his

"A

me, or did it seem like he was trying to rile

know about Dailey and Christine's

Christine was unlikely to bring up an ex with someone

Ding-

doors

Chris, let's head in,"

arm to hold the elevator doors, ushering Christine and then me inside,

us were

I wondered if Dailey would opt not to join

they were nearly shut, he suddenly reached out, stopping

was a

calm demeanor

with an

cleared my throat and busied myself with my

stood in one corner, clearly distancing themselves from Dailey. Dailey positioned himself near the elevator controls,

a photo

a love triangle

should be free, and he texted back

love interest, but it's still up in the

"Got it,

knows

with Mr. Shaw.

intelon Mr. Shaw's you

you're in a bind, call your husband. I've