~ San Francisco, Brianna's apartment ~
Monday
8:12 AM
"Q… At this rate, I will be late to work…" Brianna said through giggles.
"How about you take a day off?" Quentin said playfully while pulling Brianna back into the bed.
"No one takes days off as soon as they start working. I need to be present and prove myself first, otherwise people will see me as a slacker." Brianna stopped her attempts to escape and turned toward Quentin. She hugged him and smiled. "Thanks to the deal with Reynolds Publishing and your positive feedback, my dad gave me three more clients to handle. I don't want to disappoint him."
"Maybe I should give you negative feedback so that you have less work." Quentin said with a smirk.
Brianna didn't respond. She knows that he would never do anything to harm her. She kissed him on the lips before asking: "You didn't answer my question from last night: are you moving in with me?"
