Alexi stood in front of Kris’s apartment, she’d pressed the button and now waited. When it buzzed she pushed open the door and rushed up the stairs, the door was open when she reached it, and Amanda looked quizzically at her.
“Alexi, how are you?”
“I’m fine, where’s Kris?” She heard the rudeness of her one and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, we had a fight, no, not a fight, a misunderstanding, and I’d like to clear it up.”
“She’s not here, but come in.” Amanda grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. “Sit. I’ll get you a glass of wine.”
Alexi wanted to protest, she needed to know where Kris went, so she could go talk to her. But she walked into the small living room and found a petite woman sitting on the couch. “Uh, hi, I’m interrupting.” She turned to go, but Amanda came in with the
