Chapter 18 Alston's Secret

• I spin around a large smile plastered on my face. “Alston,” I shake the bag of sandwiches, chips and sodas in his direction. “I made you lunch…well I brought you a late dinner, early dinner.”
• "Elise? What are you doing down here?" he asks, his hands snapping around my waist as he places a tentative kiss on my cheek. His eyes dart between me and the receptionist, “Anne?”
• “Oh I didn’t know this person knew you Alston,” The receptionist swiveled around her desk, a weary smile on her lips. “I was referring to her to Wilson’s Law Corp.”