Make Me
However, I knew that I couldn't have it both ways, and that it was much safer to stick with the full names from now on.
"I couldn't find your email this morning, and was wondering if you sent it?" I inquired.
"Why would I send you an email?" He seemed legitimately confused, as though he had no memory of our previous arrangements.
"To send me my work?" I attempted to jog his memory. "The same way you always do?"
"Ahhh yes, Miss Carson," he still had that damn sparkle in his eyes as he spoke. "We're changing that. You will now meet me in my office each morning and I will give you your work from there."
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