Tomorrow came early for Therese.
She could not believe it was already Sunday, the day when she would finally move in with Raven Desmond and his son. Technically, “moving in” wasn’t the right term. She convinced herself that what she was about to do was nothing but work. She had to maintain professionalism even if her guts would be rearranged every night.
Her heartbeat rose when she thought about what was to come.
“Good morning, Ms. Barlow. Please, let me help you with that.” The cheerful voice of a man wearing a neat bun greeted him the moment she stepped out of her house. He was wearing a smile so wide that it made his eyes disappear.
The sun was shining brightly and the wind was kind enough to dry her lightly wet hair from the shower. After their meeting yesterday, Raven told her
