The Night Before I Knew Him
The door creaks open and in floats Miss Meek-and-Perfect secretary herself – Vanessa.
"Hi," she says softly, her voice like cotton candy—sweet, airy, and instantly sticking in my teeth.
I clench my jaw and remind myself that this is a test of patience.
"Hi," I answer, too sweet to be genuine. "You must be the new secretary. Welcome to Apex."
Her smile widens like I just handed her flowers. "Thank you. I, um, came to make coffee for Mr. Grande."
Of course, he sent her.
I step aside, sliding my tray of steaming mugs toward the counter. "Already finished mine for the team," I murmur. "Go ahead."