This week's offering is about a college-aged girl, Colleen who finds herself in a position she didn't expect.
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“What the hell is wrong with the doors?” Jace tossed his usual Marlboro Menthols on the register belt and stared, interrupting my Friday night penance at the express register. Most nights Jace left me alone, and I ignored that he watched me from the office’s one-way glass.
His green eyes flicked over me, settling on my name tag. “I’m calling maintenance, but hell if I am waiting around. Neither are you
The stifling air seeped into the temperature controlled purgatory, making the automatic doors stick. I was melting; from the humid air or the heat radiating from his gaze I couldn’t be sure.
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