Sleeping With the Enemy

Chapter 11: Squared Away

Chris

To: Thoughtoncorp@accountingfirm.com

Last meeting with the judge tomorrow, let me know if you're trying to accompany me or not. It's at 2.

Regards,

Christopher Brown
Attorney at Law
Office number: 206-604-6326
Business address: 731 Hillcrest Drive
Office: 1st floor, Suite F1

"Are you finished with your work yet? I don't think I can wait any longer." She said

I truly forgot whomever this is name but I know I met up with her a few times to fuck. This time she called me though so why turn free pussy down.

I put my laptop on my nightstand and squinted my eyes a bit as I looked at her, "What's your name?" I asked her

"Kayla."

"Oh really?" I asked, as if I was interested

"Yes, really, I've been meeting up with you these last few times and you don't even know my name? That's sad."

"Only because it's not important to me."

She rolled her eyes as if I didn't just insult her, "Will you answer my question, are you almost done?" She asked

"Well you called me in the midst of me completing some shit, I'm about finished but let me check something right quick. It'll take a quick second." I said and picked my laptop back up

"Well hurry up, I didn't come over here to watch you work. If you were gonna do that, I could've stayed home. You were supposed to drop everything when I said I was on my way." She said and adjusted herself next to me.

I nodded, agreeing to everything she said, "Yes, Kansas, you're right about everything you just said. And yes, you could've stayed home and I just realized that I don't wanna be bothered anymore so you can take you a nice trip back home and I'll see you in 2020." I said and stood up

"What?" She asked in a bit of disbelief

"Huh?" I replied

She stood up and angrily grabbed her things, "You know what, don't call me anymore 'cause I won't be coming." She said and walked out of my room

"You called me, let's get that straight, and please believe I won't be calling you at all— you too annoying and your shit won't even get super soaked." I said, she turned around and stuck up her middle finger then slammed my front door shut behind her.

I chuckled to myself.

Glad she's gone.

I need to be getting to bed anyway because I have a client to meet with at 10.

I wonder is Taylor going to come to the judge meeting with me tomorrow, it's not mandatory but I know she came to the last one. She's been heavy on my mind since I last had that run in with her last week. I know she's mad at me and I could understand but, she also has to understand where I'm coming from as well.
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Taylor

The traffic was so heavy this afternoon I was almost going to be overly late to meet up with Chris and the judge. I know the majority of this meeting will just be a basic overview of the entire case, and her letting Chris and I know that Lance has been served. If only I could see his face when he got served though, I bet he shit bricks and died right there when he received the letter.