Alyssa waited for Elias on the couch, tapping her foot against the rug impatiently. She was ready to have this important discussion with him.
She had an idea in mind that was completely crazy, but she was going to convince him that it was a good idea.
Maybe even the best idea. He wouldn't like it, but he would have to agree with her.
Close to six o'clock, the door to the loft was unlocked and pushed open as Elias arrived home.
He shed off his suit jacket and crossed over to her, collapsing onto the couch. He stretched his arm out across the back of the couch as he angled his body to face her.
"I got here as fast as I could," he told her.
"Sorry to spring this on you, but I just need to get all of this off my chest," Alyssa said to him as she turned to face him, crossing her legs.
They were due to have this talk anyway. She couldn't keep hiding in his loft, waiting for her life to suddenly go back to normal.