Phoebe got out of her car carrying two paper bags in her hands. She looked up at the skyscraper in front of her excitedly. The windows on the twentieth floor radiated a golden light that made her even more impatient to meet Xander. She had brought the food she had cooked for Xander. Phoebe intended to offer assistance to help Xander work overtime. She was getting more and more excited as dirty thoughts started to cross her mind.

“I'm coming, baby. This time I won't let that damn bitch bother ...