***** JACE *****
I stepped back from her, and tried to focus on her face. Red lipstick coated her lips and shone as she smiled impishly.
“I’m sorry I made up the party. But I was a hundred percent sure Creed would say no or I wouldn’t have bothered.” She clasped her hands together, consequently giving me a better view of her cleavage.
I looked away, running my hands through my hair to keep from their actual goal. “So did you get what you want? Was our little show enough to get him panting after you?”
She shrugged, “sure.”
“So what’s next? I fondle you in the breakroom to push him into confessing his undying love for you?” I was starting to feel used. What did she see in this jerk anyway?
The annoying woman snorted, and then to piss me off more, “you know what? That might actually be
