He groaned at the interruption. He should have left ten minutes ago to pick up Leila, but a call from Mount Rose Hospital about his mother had put him off schedule, not to mention ruined his pleasant mood. Eli hurried over to the door. The tux he was wearing should have been excuse enough for whoever it was, but he prepared a quick getaway response as well. Pulling the door open, Eli was greeted by a long black dress bag. He was rather confused until Leila’s head poked out from behind it “Would you take this please? I’m about to drop everything.” Obediently, Eli took the bag. The shoe box and shoulder bag, along with a stack of notebooks and folders bearing the St. Claire logo that were clutched in her arms provided a very valid reason for her request. Eli quickly took the stack of work papers from her as well and stepped back from the door. “What are you doing here? I was just about to leave to pick you up at your apartment.”
