Tammy tapped on the beige door. Her tool bag twisted in her hand. There was no way out of this pain in the ass.
"Service call. Maintenance." She knocked louder with a sigh.
"It's open," came a reply from within.
She opened the door and stepped inside the apartment of the most beautiful man in the world. He hated her, and the feeling was entirely mutual a…
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