Vanessa gasped behind me but I stood unmoving, already expected this from Tyler.
He stared at me smug. What I would do to wipe it away from his face. Preferably a punch would do. "As I was saying, there seems to be a problem with my cheesecake."
My eyes narrowed into slits. "Just because you got suspended at school doesn't mean you have to take your anger out on my job."
"You know what the funny thing is? No one's ever dared to fuckin' cross me until you came around."
"You're mistaking me as someone who gives a s**t about what you think." My voice spat pure venom that I could feel Vanessa fidget behind me.
I couldn't bring myself to care. Fired or not, Tyler needed a reality check that I wasn't going to willingly mop the floor he shitted on.
He tilts his head. "First day I get drench
