There was a tentative tap on my office door. With the wooden structure slightly ajar, the office hum and Douglas' rambunctious phone meetings rendered me unable to concentrate.
James' head appeared. "Do you have a sec, babe?"
I put down my pencils and tucked away my designs. I wasn't ready for anyone to see these sketches, especially since the last time…
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