CHAPTER 14: Alison
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“Excuse me.” Alison dropped her carton of food on the table. That little kernel of warmth turned so cold it could freeze the Sahara Desert.
“What did I say to piss you off?” Harker actually sounded surprised. “You know what this”—he waved his hand between them—“is or was.”
“Of course. How silly of me. It’s a business arrangement. Don’t worry”—she forced herself to smile while inside she crumbled—“I won’t forget again.” She grabbed her container and turned toward her computer, stuffing food in her mouth so she wouldn’t have to talk to him.
“Alison, look at me.”
“Nope. Got a lot of work to do.” But she did look over at him. “Don’t you have work to do?” She put her carton of food on the computer table. This didn’t make sense. “You’ve been pestering me all da
