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The Boss Lady Part I-Rewrite

... and he wondered why in the hell she needed a ride home to begin with, but since her house was on the way to his apartment, he said “yes.” She thanked them, and they both walked out of the office together, making the short trek to his old, white Toyota in less than three minutes. “Forgive the mess.” Jack said, opening the driver’s side door. He unlocked her side and she got in, carefully avoiding the empty coffee cups that were on the floor of the car. “I wasn’t expecting to give anyone a ride home today.” “It’s ok,” Anita said, clearly trying to mask her disgust. They spent the next few minutes in silence as they drove to her house. Jack wasn’t sure what to do or say, so he decided to just say something. “So, did you want to finish talking about what we were talking about earlier?” He knew that she knew that he was nervous, and he had no idea what to say, or even why all of this was happening. “Do you think that we could wait until we get to my place? I just need a few minutes to gather my thoughts,” Anita said. “Um, sure… That’s fine I guess,” Jack replied, becoming more and more confused. Was she going to let him into her house to talk; to finish her venting session? Jack started to regret saying “yes” to giving her a ride home. From the time that Jack spoke last, to the time they pulled into Anita’s driveway, fifteen minutes had gone by, and Jack’s mind was racing. He had no idea what was going on, or what was going to happen when he put his car in park. Should he just ...

... drop her off and go home to his empty apartment, or should he just stay a while, talk to her, and maybe gain some brownie points with his supervisor. Maybe she will give him a raise if he sits and talks with her, but then again maybe not. “Do you want to come inside so we can talk?” Anita asked. “What about your husband? Isn’t he home?” The hesitation was palpable in his voice. “Don’t you think it would be a little weird explaining to him why one of your subordinates is at your house, talking to you about your relationship with him?” She laughed at Jack, and reassured him that her husband was not home, and that he had been staying at a hotel these past few days. “He probably won’t be home anytime soon,” Anita said. Jack felt a tinge of relief flood through his body, but he still remained a little hesitant about the who situation, and he still could not figure out why in the hell he was at his boss’ house; and why she had approached him with all of this to begin with. They walked quickly to her front door in silence, and Jack noticed that she was looking around the neighborhood, as if to see if anyone was outside. Jack wasn’t sure why she was so paranoid. He figured that if no one saw the two go in, her neighbors would just assume that the vehicle in her driveway belonged to one of her girlfriends. When they reached the door, she placed the key in the lock, turned the knob, and opened the large, red door. Walking in, Jack’s first thought was that her house was really nice, and it ...