"Long day my foot!!!!" I yelled so hard that I was completely certain my voice echoed all the way down the executive hallway. "Who said I wanted to become your secretary?!"
I yelled further, the heat in my chest flaring as I caught the faint rustle of quick, skittering footsteps outside his door. They were already gathering to eavesdrop.
*Sandra, calm down,* I commanded myself, digging my nails into my palms. *You can't keep letting him get under your skin like this.*
But who gave him the damn right to get me all worked up, to pull me in, and then...
"I quit!" I snapped, the words bursting out before I could filter them. "I am not interested in working here anymore!"
Elias didn't even flinch. "Really?" he murmured softly, leaning back. "Should I call Cynthia and tell her that? Or no..
