He was finding her expression and the way she batted her lashes somehow fascinating. Fascinating in a familiar way. He was very well familiar with and used to these kind of ladies. And he knew exactly where they belonged.
"I'm Thea, Sir…" She pressed her lips into a smile, that Greg wouldn't call seductive, even though it obviously was what she was trying to potray.
"You're new," he said that as a face, because he could remember blindly signing up a new employee yesterday. Heavily drunk with work, he was ready to hire a thousand. But his assistant just wouldn't let him be, still.
"Yes, Sir." She seemed to develop a newfound confidence as her voice got slickier. She even inched closer and a strange fragrance hit his nose. Women with perfume. Greg couldn't help but scrunched up hi
