Addy watched Alan walk back to his truck and breathed a sigh of relief.  This was going to turn out okay.<br/><br/>She called her mom to ask her to pick up her cleaning for her.  Her mom didn't have a problem picking up her cleaning, but she did wonder why she couldn't do it herself.  Then she wanted all the details of the delivery man, what they'd be doing, and wanted to know if she should drop by when she got home to 'check on her'.  Thirty minutes later after convincing her mom that she was okay, and that she didn't need a chaperone, she hung up the phone.<br/><br/>Addy turned the water on in the shower, to heat it up, and ran to her room to grab a pair of black tailored shorts and a pink fitted, button down shirt.  She showered quickly, wanting to clean up from her earlier run before Alan came back.  She wrapped her hair in one towel and her body in another towel. She began to apply her make up, hoping that Alan had a long drive to clock out.<br/><br/>No sooner than she had finished applying her makeup, she heard a knock at the door.  Addy groaned to herself and cursed her mother while she walked towards the door in her towels.  Taking a deep breath, she cracked the door and peaked out at Alan.  "Uh, hi Alan. I'm really sorry I got hung up on the phone. I am running a little late. I don't want you to have to wait out here, but I'm not quite ready yet.  Would you mind waiting maybe 15 seconds and then heading in?  You can make yourself comfortable in the living room.  I think you saw it when you came in today.  I should just be another few minutes."