Chapter 23: Not A Date Kind Of Date
Alex sat in his office that afternoon, working on his laptop, but his mind was occupied by Emma's thoughts.
Who was the girl she had exchanged contacts with? He mused, thinking about what the guard he had hired to always keep an eye on Emma had said.
Should she call her and ask? Wouldn't she feel uncomfortable? Or maybe he could just pretend he wanted to check on her and then ask about it?
He shook his head. She had just gotten out of a controlling relationship, and doing any of what he thought might just trigger her.
But he wanted to hear from her. What excuse could he use? He mused, and just then, another thought crossed his mind.
He smiled, deciding that was the perfect excuse to hear from her and know how she was doing.
With that in mind, he dialed her line. "Hey you, how are you doing?" Alex asked as soon as she answered the call.
"I'm fine. How is work going?" she asked in a soft tone as she gazed at the design she was trying to create.
"Work has been stressful. I hope you've had something to eat, " Alex asked as he waited for an answer.