I am sitting by my desk, thinking to myself why doesn't Connor allow me to set up meetings and contact Dan myself, because I do it with all the other clients. That doesn't really make sense to me. Maybe Dan is a main priority when it comes to his projects. I stare at my computer screen trying to figure it out.
"Thinking about coming back home with me?" I snap out of my thoughts, I drop the pen onto my desk, realizing that I was biting the end of my pen. I look up to see Dan smirking at me. I roll my eyes. He has a case in his one hand.
"Roll that eyes again at me and I will make your life hell" he says in a serious tone.
"Its already hell with you in it" I hiss at him.
"Watch it, soon you won't be seeing the broad day light"
"I will not be controlled by you, so leave me alone Dan" I
