JORDAN
“Sir?” my secretary entered, confused. Nathan glared at me.
“Are you deaf?” I growled at her.
“No sir,” she responded and walked away from the door without saying anything anymore.
“Are you kidding me?” Nate growled.
“It's none of your business.”
“She is trying to make up for something I am very sure you caused,” he yelled, something other than annoyance bouncing in his voice. I turned to him, seeing that look in his face again and turned away. I relaxed into my chair and ran my hand through my hair, not sure I wanted to do what I did.
“She doesn’t trust me,” I said to him and shut my eyes tightly as those words rang in my ears and her reaction to me replayed in my mind. I still wondered why it was hurting that way, I really did. I opened my eyes again.
“It shouldn’t, but
