“Home,” Toby said icily. Tom raised an eyebrow upon hearing his boss. “Home? Aren’t you going to pass Miss Reed the evening gown?”
“Does she look like she needs an evening gown right now?” Half of Toby’s face was covered by a shadow as he glanced out the window. Tom didn’t have anything to say in response. He’s right. Miss Reed is busy being intimate with Charles right now—it’d be odd for President Fuller and me to go to her. In the end, Tom started driving without saying anything else.
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