The day that I was released from prison, all of my fellow inmates lined up to get a hug from me. Some of them nearly crushed my spine from how tightly they squeezed, and others didn’t want to let go. They all knew that Bob was waiting for me on the outside, and we would be starting our life together

Bob pulled out a file from his satchel and set it in front of me. When I opened the file, inside were documents detailing our company’s bankruptcy shortly after I went to prison. My stomach clenched. “I-I don’t understand,” I stuttered. “You told me that the company was doing really well. Excellin

“Don’t worry. I won’t leak anything,” I assured Andrew. He smiled. “Thank you. I don’t give my personal number out to just anybody, so I’m trusting you here.” “Your trust is well placed.” “I know.” I could have sworn that he winked at me, but it was probably just my imagination. Later th

“Of course.” I flipped through the binder until I found the appropriate documents and pulled them out. As I was about to give them to Andrew, though, they slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor. “Shoot,” I muttered under my breath. I bent down to pick up the documents, forgetting about t

Oh my goddess, I thought, please tell me I didn’t just ruin everything. I had read in magazine interviews that Andrew took work very seriously. Did he think I wasn’t being professional enough for engaging in personal matters during work hours? I didn’t want this minor detail to affect his impressi