It was such a big relief when it was finally Luther's turn to be attended to. Eloise took in a deep, refreshing breath as though Luther’s breath had poisoned the air.
It made her skin crawl to have a man staring intensely at her, licking his lips, and undressing her with his eyes.
“ Finally, the freak is gone,” Laera commented as she typed away at her desk,
“ He's so disgusting, I mean…is there no law that says there's a limit at which you gawk at a girl?” Eloise asked with her voice laced with irritation.
“ We might as well just make one ourselves if there's none,” Laera replied.
Just then, Laera's phone beeped. Without looking away from the computer screen, she grabbed the phone, swiped, and froze. One glance at the message and she flung the phone onto the table with a grunt, pressing her palm over her face.
Eloise turned, brows furrowed, watching her. Without a word, she reached for the phone to see what had sparked that kind of reaction, and immediately she saw the content,
