CHAPTER FOURTEEN
TRAVIS
Another dreadful day at the office has me second-guessing returning early in the first place. I feel fine, but the awkward tension between Blake and me is undeniable. Alyssa walks by my office, licks her lips, and pulls her skirt up just before walking off.
I know the two of them are still plotting something against me, especially now that Alyssa is officially the Director of Global Sales. I’m so tired of their s**t that I’ve been thinking more and more about my mother’s idea of starting my own small marketing firm. The thought scares the s**t out of me, but I know it’d be a great investment for my future, and the more I think about Viola being my future, the more I want to make the best of it.
I call my mom on my way home from work, ready to talk about this bus
