“Things on a cell phone belong to the person who owns the phone. They’re private. You can’t just take someone’s phone and look at their belongings,” Andrea types back.
“What about your body?” Lance messages.
“??? I don’t understand what you mean.”
“I mean can your body be seen and taken?”
“You’re so vulgar,” Andrea messages.
“How can he be so disgusting?” she thinks, “He’s in an important meeting, but instead of listening he’s sending me s****l texts.”
Andrea scowls at Lance and slams her phone onto the table, refusing to check his reply. Everyone in the conference room goes quiet; simultaneously they all turn and look at her.
“Mrs. Hamilton is behaving as if she’s angry at Mr. Hamilton,” they think.
“What are you looking at?” Lance snaps, “Get out.”
“Is the meeting over?” the exe
