Mr Whisper Novels & Stories

I try to show disinterest and sit back down in my chair. "So the women at Ryan's company don't need to lose hope then." "Does that include you?" "No. Mr. Kindness is not my type. I don't like wonderful and sexy billionaires." She pretends to dismiss it. "Sexy?" I raise an eyebrow. "No. I mean extremely sexy." We laugh together until we hear someone clearing their throat behind us. "Miss McCartney, I believe you have work to do." How did we not see him coming? He watches us with a scowl and arms crossed over his chest, leaning against his office door.