It took awhile to hail a cab, and by the time she hopped into one, she was already halfway back to her apartment. Kara would have just walked the rest of the way if not for her barking dogs and the Admiral waiting on her message she was home and locked in tight. Between her interrupted date and the reason for it, she had plenty to think about, and ( Read more... )

So maybe she hated the suit, maybe the skirt was too short to be practical while she sat on the subway, and the twice-damned heels were definitely cutting her toes off by the moment, but the get-up had netted her something, at least. While hailing a cab along Seventh Avenue, Kara had caught the eye of some Wall Street looking guy (oh, you know the ( Read more... )

Kara had a successful night at the tables, and she was whiling away the hours until they could head to the airport, spending her winnings unsuccessfully on roulette. She hadn’t wanted to roust the boss from his… horse race, but she’d been very glad to receive a message from him early, and though she was sure he could find her, she couldn’t stop ( Read more... )

When Kara hadn’t been woken by her cell phone’s shrill ring in the morning, she assumed that meant the boss was indeed going to take the day off. For her, that wasn’t great news - it meant the day had finally come where she’d be forced to do the things she’d been neglecting since their hurried move to New York which included buying furniture and ( Read more... )