Serissa
Donovan was slightly manic as he showed me around the office, introducing me as we made the rounds. I was usually pretty good with names, but there were so many, I felt like I was probably beginning to get my own name wrong. By the time we made it to the HR department, my head was spinning.
Mr. Thompson, the HR manager, eyed me suspiciously as Donovan introduced me as his new assistant, and then he said what nearly every other person had said, “Really? Her?” I was trying not to take it personally. Everyone in the office I'd seen was ridiculously attractive. It was like an entire company of supermodels and A-list celebrities, so I felt like my presence was somehow bringing down the overall s*x appeal of the office.
“Yes, really,” Donovan confirmed happily but firmly, just as he
