"Oh my God. Who is that?" I whisper in panic.
"I don't know."
Everett chuckles as I struggle back into my Jodhpurs and boots. How can he be so calm right now? He casually tucks his shirt back into his pants and buckles them up. I'm sure my face is as red as a lobster right now. Whoever that is, I don't want to face them. I contemplate climbing out the window or hiding under Everett's desk.
"Calm down, it's fine." He says.
He walks towards the door and I quickly comb my hair with my hands and sit down in the chair. I have to act like nothing happened, that this is just a normal meeting between me and my boss. It doesn't help that the room smells like f*****g s*x right now.
I hear the door click open and I turn around to see who it is. Standing in front of Everett is a tall, slende
