COLTON
I sat in my office really bothered about Ann. Even if I wasn't supposed to be, I couldn't help myself. Ever since she had started working with me, she had made a point of arriving at the office forty-five minutes before I did, everyday. There was no use coming out early so I could see her or be with get, because she had made it clear to me that she wanted nothing to do with me. So I had maintained my distance.
I hadn't even seen her yesterday after I had come back from the forced lunch break I had gone to, which had turned sour because I had met Maverick there and the man had sent a bottle of wine to my table, just before walking over to ask of I was still interested in his stupid deal. What that man took me for, I couldn't explain. He knew, that I wasn't going to accept, yet he
