Mr. CEO Wants Me
she said, pushing her glasses up with a quick jab of her finger, her brows shooting up as she took another messy bite, crumbs tumbling onto her keyboard while she stared at me, her curiosity blazing.
Clara spun back toward Kim, her pen pausing mid-twirl, and jumped in before I could answer. “See, Kim gets it. I told you, she’s practically glowing today, and I bet it’s a guy, because sleep doesn’t make you wave at Jerry, that dude’s a menace, so come on, give us something before I start guessing out loud,” she said, grinning wide, her mug sloshing a little as she gestured at me, clearly feeding off Kim’s energy.
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