Theo's POV :-
One last signature on a document and that was it for the pile of work that had accumulated on my desk. I hated to have to come in on a Saturday and hated even more that I would have to call Teresa in too, but I guess that’s what I got for slacking off.
Just as I was bunching the new contract together, Teresa walked through the door. “Don’t hate me.” She said as soon as she entered. In her hand were three manila folders and a stack of Post-it notes. “I forgot about these.”
“Oh, the hatred runs deep,” I joked, holding out my hand for the documents. She handed them over, and I dropped them on the desk before sifting through the post-its. I really had been neglectful.
“Sir?”
My gaze lifted to Teresa. She stood fidgeting with her hands cupped in front of her. Her chest lifted
