[Hunter]
“Mr. Grant!” I hear her voice call out even one floor up. “You jerk! Come out and talk to me!”
Snickering, I look up at Reggie, who shakes his head. “She isn’t wrong, you know.”
When I raise a defiant eyebrow he shrugs, smirking. “What, Hunter, I call it as I see it. You know that. It’s one of the reasons you like me. Besides, sir, you know you could have given her a heads up before she came in this morning so that she could be prepared.”
“I honestly had no idea that she was being sincere when she said she didn’t want him here,” I make a weak attempt at excusing my behavior. “I thought she was being humble.”
Now it is Reggie’s turn to raise an eyebrow and I groan. “Alright, you got me. I owe her an apology.”
“Flowers or jewelry?” Reggie’s face is deadpan. He’s serious. “Or something larger? Maybe a new car, a villa.”
“We aren’t a couple, Mr. Carter,” My face burns as I turn away from him, shuffling papers from the right side of my desk to the left waiting for him to look s
