Jim's phone buzzed in his jacket pocket. Karen glanced back at him snoring in her back seat, he really can't hold his liquor. Still, with a little work he'd be perfect for her.
Jim's jacket buzzed from the passenger seat again. At a stoplight, Karen read the message.
Jim~ Please, call me. Pam.
Karen frowned and hit delete.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Not mine, so don't sue. As you see, after seeing the deleted scenes from business school, I don't have much trust in Karen.
Chapter End Notes:
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