“Tyler here?” Ward asked Sarah Anne when they entered the building.
“No, Mr. Hughes and him left a few minutes ago for lunch.” Sarah Anne approached the counter.
“How’s your first day going so far?” she asked Avery, flashing her widest smile, batting her eyes, and leaning on the counter with her arms crossed so her ample breasts and deep cleavage were even more prominently displayed in her low-cut blouse.
Ward tried not to roll his eyes. She was so barking up the wrong tree.
“Ward worked me into the ground,” Avery moaned, rubbing his muscular arms as if they were in pain.
“You poor thing,” Sarah Anne replied, further ramping up the flirtation. “Is there anything I can do?”
“I’ll think about it and let you know,” Avery said with a wink.
“Be sure you do,” Sarah Anne said in a breathy
