Chapter 37 Shayla

“Ugh,” I grumble, deleting the sentence I just typed out for this email for the hundredth time. I need to reapply for my grant to go back to university and get my degree, but I can’t seem to get the wording right on this stupid email. I look up when I hear the distinct sound of heels clicking on the marble floor approach. I see a leggy blonde, walking toward me, dressed in couture from head to toe, her silky curls bouncing with every step she took. She looks like she just stepped off a catwalk for god sake.

“Can I help you?” I ask as she strolls by me walking toward Cole's office. She looks back at me, her icy blue eyes raking over me before she smirks.

“I’m here to see Tristan.” She says turning and walking toward his office again. I get up and follow her.

“Excuse me, do you have an appointment? You can’t just walk into his office, he’s busy.” I say irritated, and she spins and faces me, br