~~KEANU~~
I saw it through the one-way glass of my office when Ethel returned to her desk with a cup of coffee and gulped it like it had done something personal to her.
I'd observed her enough to realize she was pissed. I'd just been about to step out of my office to ask her what was wrong when Thomas Efron walked to her desk.
He'd said something that made her smile faintly after setting another cup on her desk. I watched as he leaned against her desk right next to her and engaged her in conversation during work hours like that was what I paid him for.
When he said something that made her laugh along with him, something dark and possessive twisted in my gut.
I'd never cared who talked to any other woman I'd had an arrangement with. Hell, I'd barely noticed when other men looked at the
