Minor Boss Fight
"OH, SHIT." I CROUCHED to tie my errant shoelace, again. I had this penchant for buying shoes with laces that turned into health hazards.
Salma hadn't noticed I'd stopped, so she strolled ahead, heading for the exit of my building.
"Good afternoon, Miss," a deep voice I knew all too well said, sending shivers down my spine.
"Hi."
I looked at Salma, proud of how short she'd kept her reply. Branden smiled down at her, which made my heart sink. What happened with her solemn promise of giving him the stink eye? I was pretty sure he wouldn’t be grinning like that if Salma had her death glare on. Sure, she hadn’t met him yet, but I’d described him in painful detail.
"Visiting one of our residents?"
I rolled my eyes at his question. Did he have to ask everyone if they were
