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But crying is not a sign of weakness, it’s just another way of dealing with problems in your life.” James took a step closer to Avery.
Avery stepped back and grabbed her housecoat that she had thrown on the end of the bed. James took the minute to switch on a light. Their talk had been in the dark and while he could see her fine, he thought she might like the same courtesy. Avery blinked at the sudden light and looked around the bedroom. James could see that it suddenly dawned on her that he was in her bedroom in the middle of the night. Avery tied the housecoat tightly around herself.
“What are you doing up here? How did you get in?” Avery now had an accusing look on her face, the tears forgotten for the moment. “Clay told me there were no strings attached to this job, other than guarding the place. Well, why are you here, and how did you know I was crying? I’m sure I didn’t make that much noise.”
James stared back at an outraged Avery. “I was downstairs just making myself a cup of coffee and thought I heard something. So naturally I assume that you must be in trouble. I needed to check. As we are all new to this building, until we know what it sounds like in the middle of the night, every sound has to be checked. I’ll admit I was worried…” James let off. Shaking his head at himself, he started to back up out of the bedroom. He didn’t want to let her know too much of what he was starting to feel about her.
“Don’t you dare leave without answering my questions. How did you get in here?” Avery was now following James out of the bedroom, her green eyes flashing.
He walked backward into the living room, while trying to still keep an eye on Avery in the darkened room. James had just enough time to grab her arm and stop her from falling over the boxes still piled in the middle. Avery pulled back and James couldn’t keep the grip on her satiny housecoat. James just watched in amazement as a spitting Avery landed on her ass. She didn’t stay down long and was back on her feet the next minute and shaking a finger in James direction. James looked at the finger pointing in his direction and grinned at the spitting kitten before him. This just riled her up more.
Avery stamped her foot. Turning from James she took a big breath. She looked like she was struggling within herself to know what to do. Pulling herself up to her full height, she rewrapped her housecoat that had become loose when James grabbed her. Walking past him, her head held high, she reached for her purse on the living room table. Taking her cell phone out, she swung back around, while dialing.
“We’ll just see what Clay has to say about this?” Putting the phone to her ear James could hear Clay’s loud voice on the other end
“Clay here, what’s the emergency and there better be one at this time of the morning.” Clay’s sleep-roughened, harsh voice came over the other end.
Avery cleared her throat. “It’s me,” she spoke into the phone, almost taking it from her ear at Clay’s voice.
“Avery, Avery is that you?” James could tell that Clay was now alert and probably grabbing his pants ready to come to her rescue.
“Yes it’s me. I have a bit of a problem.”
“I’ll be there right away.”
“No, no, listen just a moment.” Avery managed to get a word in.
Clay on the other end of town sat down on his bed, his pants forgotten at his feet. “OK, Avery. What’s wrong? I thought James was still at the office. If you need him, he’s just below you working. In fact if you want, I can call him and get him up there right away.”
Avery looked down at her bare feet. Now she felt foolish as she answered Clay back. “James is the problem. He is standing in the middle of my living room and I didn’t invite him here. I thought this was my apartment and expected some courtesy. This is not part of the office. This is my home,” Avery told Clay in a small voice
Clay was silent for a moment. “James is in your
Avery stepped back and grabbed her housecoat that she had thrown on the end of the bed. James took the minute to switch on a light. Their talk had been in the dark and while he could see her fine, he thought she might like the same courtesy. Avery blinked at the sudden light and looked around the bedroom. James could see that it suddenly dawned on her that he was in her bedroom in the middle of the night. Avery tied the housecoat tightly around herself.
“What are you doing up here? How did you get in?” Avery now had an accusing look on her face, the tears forgotten for the moment. “Clay told me there were no strings attached to this job, other than guarding the place. Well, why are you here, and how did you know I was crying? I’m sure I didn’t make that much noise.”
James stared back at an outraged Avery. “I was downstairs just making myself a cup of coffee and thought I heard something. So naturally I assume that you must be in trouble. I needed to check. As we are all new to this building, until we know what it sounds like in the middle of the night, every sound has to be checked. I’ll admit I was worried…” James let off. Shaking his head at himself, he started to back up out of the bedroom. He didn’t want to let her know too much of what he was starting to feel about her.
“Don’t you dare leave without answering my questions. How did you get in here?” Avery was now following James out of the bedroom, her green eyes flashing.
He walked backward into the living room, while trying to still keep an eye on Avery in the darkened room. James had just enough time to grab her arm and stop her from falling over the boxes still piled in the middle. Avery pulled back and James couldn’t keep the grip on her satiny housecoat. James just watched in amazement as a spitting Avery landed on her ass. She didn’t stay down long and was back on her feet the next minute and shaking a finger in James direction. James looked at the finger pointing in his direction and grinned at the spitting kitten before him. This just riled her up more.
Avery stamped her foot. Turning from James she took a big breath. She looked like she was struggling within herself to know what to do. Pulling herself up to her full height, she rewrapped her housecoat that had become loose when James grabbed her. Walking past him, her head held high, she reached for her purse on the living room table. Taking her cell phone out, she swung back around, while dialing.
“We’ll just see what Clay has to say about this?” Putting the phone to her ear James could hear Clay’s loud voice on the other end
“Clay here, what’s the emergency and there better be one at this time of the morning.” Clay’s sleep-roughened, harsh voice came over the other end.
Avery cleared her throat. “It’s me,” she spoke into the phone, almost taking it from her ear at Clay’s voice.
“Avery, Avery is that you?” James could tell that Clay was now alert and probably grabbing his pants ready to come to her rescue.
“Yes it’s me. I have a bit of a problem.”
“I’ll be there right away.”
“No, no, listen just a moment.” Avery managed to get a word in.
Clay on the other end of town sat down on his bed, his pants forgotten at his feet. “OK, Avery. What’s wrong? I thought James was still at the office. If you need him, he’s just below you working. In fact if you want, I can call him and get him up there right away.”
Avery looked down at her bare feet. Now she felt foolish as she answered Clay back. “James is the problem. He is standing in the middle of my living room and I didn’t invite him here. I thought this was my apartment and expected some courtesy. This is not part of the office. This is my home,” Avery told Clay in a small voice
Clay was silent for a moment. “James is in your
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