Satisfied with his apology, she pulled the door open, and with a sly smile, she stepped out. "I have told you several times to stop keeping things away from me. It hurts you know." She groaned, running her fingers against his exposed arm. "I was scared you were going to be mad at me that's why." He muttered. Intertwining her fingers with his, she brought their hands to her lips and then planted a quick kiss on the back of his palm. "I'm sorry, okay. I wouldn't have treated you like a lesser being. I'm sorry." She said, rubbing her nose against his palm. "It's fine." To make it up to him, she pulled him to the kitchen to make late-night snacks which they ate while watching a series. The following morning, things returned to normalcy. She was so cheerful and even helped him prepare for work. Meanwhile, at FreeBie, James Patterson had assumed his new position fully. He had just finished signing some documents and was now moving around the departments with Bernard, his per
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