Seven
Matt could tell from Alice’s demure expression as she wove her way between desks that she had more bad news for him. He stood up and stretched his back. It eased the painful kink from another long night spent in the office, made him feel like he was doing something besides pushing paper.
“What?” What now, is what he meant.
“Dani answered your email.” The amusement in her eyes told him it was personal.
Matt looked past her. “I thought Sebastian was in charge of email?”
“He was afraid.” Alice handed him the sheet, then put her hands on her hips, a look on her face that reminded him of his mother when she was about to deliver an improving lecture. “We’re all afraid of you, you know.”
“Yeah, I noticed you shaking in your high-heeled shoes.” He unfolded the sheet. Under the usual em
