I returned to my room and locked myself in, feeling awful. Why was I so upset? After all, I had just told him that I wasn’t going to let him touch me again, and now, seeing him with another woman, I felt… jealous? I knew Evans Garret. He liked s*x more than he liked money, and that was saying a lot, so I couldn't expect him to keep it in his pants. Still, it hurt. I felt like a fool because, much to my dismay, I liked my boss a lot, and he only saw me as another body to screw.
The next day, we both took the flight, but we went back to our routine of despising each other. We only talked about work, didn’t greet each other, and didn’t even look at one another—we were like two emotionless robots. If things had been cold before, now it was the damn North Pole.
When I got home, I could finall
