“Where have you been?” Jameson asked me curiously right after we attended a court hearing.
I put the papers and recorders inside my attaché case. I glanced his way and smiled a bit.
“I just had to clear my head a bit,” I replied.
He followed me as I walked outside of the court room. His eyes narrowed at me. I rolled my eyes as I already have an idea about what he’d say any minute.
“I had to work with Scarlett because you were done for couple of days! I was not able to work properly!”
“That just prove how unprofessional you are. Is it really difficult for you to separate your personal issues from your profession? What a loser!” I joked.
“That hurts! I just prefer working with you. Is that bad?”
I shook my head and laughed. “Got it! I will take that as a compliment.”
Jameson
