“How so?”
“Well, you work for me. People will see you walking to work and taking the “L”. That will reflect poorly on me. What would people think? Besides, it’s proof.”
“Proof?”
“That you’re real and not just a story, I’ve made up to get Christine off my back.”
“But, I am just a story.”
He looks down at me. “Lexie? From where I’m standing, you’re very, very real.”
I roll my eyes because this whole thing is unbelievable.
“What time do you leave for work?”
“Eight o’clock.” I don’t start work until nine, but I leave early since it takes me so long to get from the bus to the “L.”
“Well, you won’t need to leave that early with the driver, so I’ll tell him to be here by eight fifteen. He’ll wait for you until you’re ready to leave.”
“Fine. I’ll be ready.”
He leans down and kisses my lips softly. “Goodnight little, Lexie.”
Little Lexie? “Good night Mr. uh, Gabriel.”
Before he starts his descent he turns, “Oh, there are several more events this week and next. Cammy will update you. Be sure you’ve got the appropriate clothing. If not, call Victoria. She’ll…”
“I’ve got lots of clothing, Gabriel.”
“You sure? You spent less than four thousand. What’d you get? A dress or two and a pair of shoes?”
I snort. “Where do you shop? Geesh. I got a bunch of new things.” Or new to me. “No worries. I’m covered. Victoria made sure I had what I needed.”
“Very well. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
