“He must love making money. Walking into his office with a drink in my hand, I nervously place it at his desk, “I thought after the way you were last night, water might be better than a coffee.” He looks up from his desk and his piercing glare cuts right through me, “What do you mean?” “I mean… um…” Oh no. I can feel myself blushing under his stare and I can’t do anything to stop it. “I’ve had a big week and I had too much to drink last night. That’s it. Nothing more.” ... That’s it? Nothing more? Last night was intense for me. It was probably the most intense moment of my life and he is going to disregard it with a simple sentence? “Do you remember last night?” I ask in hope. He looks up from the desk with a steely glare, “I remember.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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