Stop bitching about it.” I rolled my eyes and let myself in the building. “I asked for the night off three months ago. This shouldn’t have happened.” Alex sounded furious. I grinned. He’d wanted to make Valentine’s Day amazing, he said. I’d had a meeting with a client late in the day, and I’d planned to go straight from the meeting to the restaurant. But Alex had left me a message in the middle of the meeting, saying he’d gotten called in. So no fancy dinner for us. “Seriously. It’s fine. Go save a puppy or something.” I tried to locate my apartment key on the ring, juggling my laptop bag and purse at the same time. “Look, I’m about to drop something. I’ll see you when you get home.” He grumbled and hung up, and I slipped my phone in my pocket, then located the key. Before I could unlock the door to my unit, though, it swung open. Alex grinned at me, reaching out to take my laptop. “Surprise.” I scowled. “You did it on purpose, you sneak. No Valentine’s Day blow job for you.”
