20. Interview
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My eyes dart towards the door, but my feet stay frozen.
“Find me in my lounge if you are serious about the job,” He says, in a low voice and I blink.
“Let’s figure out what you have to offer.”
My heart skips a beat, and blood rushes to my ears, making it hot. I am not sure if I am offended by his statement or aroused.
Something is wrong with me. I should get my head checked. When did I start liking mean men?
He takes one more step closer and places his hand on wall above my head. I glance up at his face, speechless. His lips, wearing a devilish smirk.
“And to answer your question, little Riley… It’s a men’s restroom. So I wonder what are you doing here at first place?” he says, towering over me.
“No, it’s not!” I shutter and my eyes dart around and fall on a
