Nate Pov
I opened the folder as Ray started to chant some strange sort of drum roll in my mind, getting louder the slower I went. I had to admit I took a lot longer to open the damn folder than I needed to just because he was acting like a moron. Sometimes he was annoying, and sometimes it was amusing to humor his idiotic tendencies. The moment I had the folder fully opened and laying flat on the desk he made the sound of a bomb going off in my head. ‘Really? Really Ray?’ I asked, shaking my head at him as he laughed.
The folder was filled with all of Tessa’s information I had gathered from her resume profile in our company. It wasn’t much, her name and age, her address, things like that. It didn’t have anything really, just a simple one-page paper listing her very impressive resume. It
