Jocelyn couldn't believe her ears.
Her eyes were wide as grapes, frozen in place.
Gary's cheek gave a twitch.
Wasn’t this guy known for being all gentlemanly?
Shouldn’t he, at the very least, offer her a chair? Even if he didn’t let her sit on his lap, dragging over a seat wouldn't kill him, right?
Letting her squat like a dog? Seriously?
The whole room fell awkwardly silent.
It was like a play where one actor suddenly went totally off-script, leaving everyone else stumbling with their lines.
Claire thought, “Yep, still my boss alright. Cuts deep as ever.”
A quiet sigh of relief escaped her.
For a second there, she actually thought he'd taken a real interest in the girl.
Honestly, if he’d actually accepted her, as his secretary, there wouldn't be much for
