CHAPTER TWENTY
SCARLETT’S POV
All morning I had not been able to concentrate on my work for even ten minutes straight. This was the first time in a really long time that I had been so distracted, trying to find an answer for Reed’s unpredicted act. Taking off my glasses, I freed the band off my pony tail, letting the dark hair wave its way down my back, before leaning back on my chair, staring at the ceiling as though it would somehow give me the answers I was looking for. Could it be possible he was trying to prove that he could get into my pants as easily as he could get into any other woman’s? Or was he trying to prove I was as fallible when it comes to him just as more than half the women in this company? The rumors that had been spreading around among my co-workers at lunch time in
