June
"Pttf." A scoff slips out before I can stop it, as my heel tapping furiously under the long table like a faulty clock.
A new secretary. Wow. That was real fast.
"June, are you okay?" Jordan leans in, eyebrows raised.
I jerk my head, nodding quickly. "Yes. Yes, I’m fine."
He shrugs and flips through his files, already bored.
Unfortunately for him, I’m not bored, because I’m busy staring at her. Vanessa, with her pretty fair face, long glossy hair, and perfect posture. She’s young but not younger than me — which somehow makes it worse.
"Jordan,"I hiss, leaning closer.
"What?"
"What do you think of the new secretary?" My tone is casual, but my eyes are shooting kitchen knives
He rubs his chin, eyes flicking to her. "She’s… pretty, and they say she’s very polite."
I pout, cross
