My mind raced as I walked back to my desk.
Maybe I shouldn’t have gone in. Maybe I should’ve just waited, but the file couldn’t wait. I had to send it...
Though the expression I had seen on Monica's face wouldn't leave my thoughts, I tried to ignore the uncomfortable sensation creeping up inside me.
The way she looked at me, that cold, calculating gaze ...it send chills down my spine.
And the way she stroked his hair so comfortably?... Damnit.
There's definitely something between them, his girlfriend maybe.
I shook my head.. It didn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. Caleb's personal life wasn’t any of my business.
But still... why does it feel like it was?
The thought twisted in my stomach, making it difficult to breathe.
Focus, Sam, I told myself as I approached my desk. Just ge
