NINE

NINE

Amelia could hardly breathe as she collapsed on the chair she presumed was hers. The image of Jackson smirking at her still ingrained in her head as she took deep breaths trying to calm the nerves and butterflies flapping incessantly in her stomach.

She had no idea whom she had been expecting but it was definitely not the one man she had tried to…

Amelia groaned as the memories of that evening flooded her mind… about her blatantly asking him for sex and she had hazy memories of waking up in the middle of the night and their conversation which were all a messy blur in her head.

“Are you okay?”

Amelia’s head snapped up, her eyes focusing hazily on the woman in front of her.

“I am fine” she managed to get out of her dried up throat

“He tends to do that to newbies… to keep them on their toes but don’t worry; you will get used to it” the woman smiled.

Amelia nodded her head not trusting herself to say anything more.

There was no way she was going to continue working with him knowing