Part 23 (2/2)
Sarah stopped in the foyer. She didn't want this playing out beyond his apartment and possibly in front of a neighbor. Besides, she still had only the raincoat pressed against her body.
”Turn around,” she said.
Ted blinked, confused. ”What?”
She glanced down at herself. He wasn't about to see her naked, not now. Not ever again.
He got it. ”Oh.”
Sarah put on the raincoat while Ted faced the other way. ”I just want to explain,” he said over his shoulder.
”Explain? What's there to explain? You made a big mistake and I made an even bigger one by thinking you were different from every other player in D.C.”
He turned back around. ”I'm not a player, Sarah. What are you even doing here? You should've told me you were coming home.”
”Why? So you could keep lying to me?”
”I never actually lied.”
”This isn't a courtroom, Ted. You're not a lawyer right now.”
”I could say the same for you.”
”What does that mean?” she asked.
”It means you never stop being who you are.”
”Is that what this is about? My job? You should've told me if you had a problem with my being an agent.”
”I didn't think I did,” he said.
”So the girl in the shower, what does she do?”
He didn't want to answer, but Sarah stared at him until he finally did.
”She works in my office,” he said.
”Is she another attorney?” But Sarah knew she wasn't.
”She's a paralegal,” he said sheepishly.
”You mean she works for you. You oversee her.”
”So you're a shrink now, too, huh? Fine!” he said with a huff. ”Next you're going to tell me that I'm threatened by you.”
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