~Harlow~
“Zara Maverick?” the mailman asks, looking a little shocked. Okay, who am I kidding? The poor man looks so shocked he could jump out of his own skin.
I nod and smile at him as politely as I can, while the only thought in my mind is to not close my eyes and faint right in front of him. I will drop dead before I let Thane humiliate me like this or fire me for a stupid joke he’s pulling.
I mean, who, in their right mind, sends their employee for an important package ten minutes before the supposed arrival of the mailman? That prick is more slippery than a sea cucumber.
I try to focus on deep breaths as I dig through my bag and present the mailman with my work ID. The old man sighs but still digs through the back of his van and hands me a huge envelope of what I suppose has to b
