“I really do hope you have a reasonable explanation for what you have just done,” Darryl said angrily. Darryl watched the elevator doors close with a determined look on his face. He was pissed that Tania had interrupted him.
“Who the hell is she?” Tania's voice came out like a whisper, she didn't want to call her colleagues' attention to her.
“She is my secretary, and she should not be your concern.” Darryl fired back, trying to control the storm brewing inside him.
“How is she not my concern? You practically almost kissed her in front of everyone.” Tania told him as her eyes searched his face to find out what Darryl was thinking.
“I didn't know talking to my secretary was a crime. Tania,” Darryl said.
“What if I say it was a crime to be with that woman?” Tania pointed to his face
