(Carlos)
I already knew in my head that this woman sitting right outside my office as though she owned the building was going to spoil my day.
“Hello husband to be,” she said as I walked closer to her.
“Don't call me that,” I grumbled. My stomach churned at the mere thought of standing on the altar with her and exchanging “I dos” while she stood in a white flowing wedding girl.
“Someone is quite touchy this morning,” she said as we stepped into my office. “Here I was thinking you were going to be happy to see me,”
She sat on my couch and crossed her legs. She was wearing a skimpy red gown and I swear, if I looked hard enough I was going to see her panties.
“Make no mistake Dana. You don't want to cross me. No one talks to me anyhow and gets away with it so you better behave yourself
