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Last night had not been her finest. She knew that her actions had been inappropriate, but that did not mean she had to apologize. He deserved it. Having hot coffee thrown in his face was, actually, the least of the things he deserved.

What he really deserved was ten days in that Hell, with the Scarecrow. That was what he deserved. Heapos;d let it happen

She struggled to compose herself as she knocked on a door, one she was becoming increasingly familiar with. This time, she had called before coming. She didnapos;t want to disturb his work like she had last time.

Well, no matter what she had done last night, tonight would be better. After all, any evening spent with Jonathan was better than an evening spent staring at legal documents, filling herself with caffeine. Though it wasnapos;t so bad when she was in Harveyapos;s office, helping him. She always enjoyed that.

Though, again, those thoughts should not be in her head. Think of Jonathan, she instructed herself. Still have to be on my best behavior, though. After all, she could not cross the line with Jonathan either.

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