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They stop talking and look my way, twin expressions of inquiry on their faces

"Do you kno to et the sex part," I say, waving my hand, "but do I need a special ca? Do you know?" I ask earnestly, scratching a dry spot on my knee

"Everly!" Sophie snaps in response

"What?" I ask, confused "Look at hi out "Do I need to remind you that you have a brother?"

"I know I have a brother I’ a sex tape That’s disgusting" What is wrong with her?

Sophie shakes her head "Yeah, and that’sa face at me

Oh Yeah

"Well, can you wait in the back roo lack of information available on the web" I hold up my phone as way of proof "Sawyer’s birthday is in a week"

"Please stop talking," Sophie says, holding up her hand in a stopat ht need to work on that anonye the wording of my internet search That’s better I s

Thirty-Nine

"Where the hell is Sawyer? We’re going to be late for our dinner reservations" I’ at the clock on the wall I’ve been hanging out in Sawyer’s office for fifteen , but it’s weird He’s always so punctual

"I’ and he’s been in and out of his office all day," Sandra says "It’s not like hiain and then back at Sandra If we’re late to dinner I can roll with it It’s Sawyer’s birthday I’rin at her, eyebrow raised "New Year’s Eve?" I leave the question hanging in the air for a ot home okay?" I prod when she doesn’t answer

Sandra flushes and nods, notet?" I ask, laughing

"I, u her computer to life, and clears her throat "Thank you," she finally offers, then swivels in her chair to face rins, bites her lip and swivels back to her co off directions to a well-dressed wo beside him He’s al fro about seventy-two hours and not a er while she nods with a, "Yes, Mr Ca on Sandra’s desk located outside of his office, and surprise flashes in his eyes the second before he recovers and stops short, clearly re just now that we have plans That it’s his birthday

"That’ll be all, Marlene," he says, dis at her "I’ll expect an update fro Sandra will see you out"

The woman doesn’t appear bothered in the least at the abrupt dismissal She smiles kindly at Sandra, who has popped up and collected her coat from the closet outside of Sawyer’s office So she’s not an employee, whoever she is