She quickly swallowed when he turned his glare on her. Mel stood her ground, though. She didn’t do anything wrong. She even raised an eyebrow to challenge him.
He grabbed her arm and brought her to her little office in the back. There’s still a couple of customers in the café, so it’s not suitable to confront her there. They passed Nessa on the way, who became a little worried for her boss.
“Klyde…” She began but was immediately cut off. She’s feeling a different kind of déjà vu.
“Do you like him? Is he your type?” His tone was sharp and accusatory but upon hearing his words, she was reminded of a similar situation not too long ago.
It made her a little speechless. She opened her mouth to speak but she couldn’t form the words. What kind of situation is this?
“Damn it, woman. Are
