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"Your house is amazing. Should we start going over your schedule and all?" Alex says by the door.
Chuckling, I pat him on the shoulder, "We have plenty of time."
His eyes wander around the space before he sighs in agreement, "Okay, but call me anytime. I can be your guard too." He jokes, and I laugh.
"I don't think that's a job for a PA. See you tomorrow, Alex," I open the door, and there is the gentle patter of raindrops landing on various surfaces, along with the fresh, invigorating scent and cool, damp air. Alex's cab is in the driveway, waiting, the windows misted, the driver unseen.
"Alright, boss," he smiles and exits, leaving me to close the door after him. I finally heave a relieved sigh in the comfort of my home.
"You want to watch something?" Amy calls from the livi
