Wicked Men Set Impossible Tasks, Even In Glamorous Attire

Day 185 of The Andie Chronicles

I shared the lift with James; we ran into each other in the building's lobby, and he presented me with a takeaway cup. 

"I got you a coffee. Hope that's ok." 

"More than ok," I replied, swiftly taking it from him. "I didn't get much sleep last night." 

James winked at me. "Oh really?" 

We both laughed, our heads tipping back in joy. I stared at my best frie…