“Ms. Tara,” Jared said in acknowledgment once this latter finished her lectures for the day, and was headed to the cafeteria instead of to the parking lot. “Do you need refreshments?”
“Yes, Jared. I’m parched,” she informed him, a soft smile adorning her face. “I’m also waiting for Chloe to come. We are hanging out today.”
“Does Mr De La Cruz know?” She heard him ask in a sheepish tone.
“I am my own woman. Not everything I do revolves around Antonio, Jared,” she all but bit out, eyes glaring at him.
“I wasn’t implying that you are not free, Ms Tara,” he was quick to say, “I just meant…”
“I am his girlfriend, not his employee, Jared. Please understand that,” she told him, cutting in in a soft tone that still brokered no argument.
“Yes, Ms Tara,” he nodded in understanding. “My a
