"I could have remained your assistant," Monica said out of the blue. She stood at a distance regarding me solemnly. When I didn't answer, she tried to hide a look of contempt. I could feel it even if I couldn't see it. "But you wouldn't allow that because of that baby."
Indeed. I didn't want her anywhere near BJ, Paul, or me for that matter.
Her posture changed in resolution. "I'll help her. Your new assistant if she needs it." I gazed at her, searching her expression before nodding my head in agreement. "I can take a bit of her blood today so that she can communicate with me."
"No," I said flatly. I met her eyes. "I forbid it."
"Yes," she replied and none too happily. I tried to figure out if Monica hated me and what I had caused her to become … or if she was only trying to be me.
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