Mark's POV
I am grateful for Gregory's words. Tomorrow is another meeting, a huge one. I still feel as if I could climb into a hole and never face any of them. But I have to sooner or later.
After my meeting, I walk straight to the kitchen and make myself coffee. I pour the water into my mug and then stir it with a spoon, thinking about tomorrow. Dean stands next to me, snapping me out of my thoughts, also making coffee. I place the spoon inside of the sink. I turn around, my back against the counter. I hold the mug in my hands to feel the warmth of it.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
" I'm here to help Gray." he says. I look straight ahead of me.
"I don't want you anywhere near her, not even to work with her."
"You're the jealous type." he says.
I look over at him with a gla
