Fallon

I paced the floor of the penthouse suite and tried desperately not to clean up. I mean I only worked five hours that week, but it still felt habitual, to clean up the rooms rather than stay in them.

Finally, out of boredom, I started folding the towels and then sat and turned on the TV.

Zane still wasn't back.

And I probably needed to go to my own house, the whole I'm staying over with Mags probably wasn't going to work every night this week, though ...