Harvey
I have a sense that we are not alone, and I open my eyes just in time to see Aria step back and close the door. If I had a heart, it would have stopped beating at this very second. I did not want her to see this.
Cursing under my breath I push Sandra off my lap, and she lands with a thud on her hands and knees.
“Hey,” she protests indignantly. “I wasn’t done.”
“But I am,” I say brusquely as she tries to get back onto my lap.
“I’m so close,” she pouts. “Please allow me to finish.”
“f**k off, Sandra,” I grunt and stand up. Ignoring her entirely, I fix my clothing.
I am aware of her sniffling as she fights back the tears, but I cannot care less. She knows the rules. It is not my business that she cannot live by it. There are a million receptionists I can replace her with, but th
