Chapter Seven
Tyrell
The intense jealousy that came over me when I saw Cash’s arm around Ella made no sense. Neither did the words that came out of my mouth as soon as I knew Ella was no longer in the lobby, “What the f**k, Cash?”
He looked like he had no idea what I mean. “What’s up?”
“Your arms.” I gestured to his two ape-like appendages. “All over her.”
“What?” Cash laughed, and so did Jasper. “You look peculiar, Tyrell. Are you envious?”
“f**k no,” I busted. “We need to show our employees the same respect we’d show someone who worked in an office for us. Avoiding s****l harassment lawsuits is wise.”
“Sure.” Cash didn’t seem to care about that. “She knew I meant nothing s****l by that. You, on the other hand, seem to think so. Wonder why that is?”
Jasper elbowed him in the ribs.
