I walked into my office slamming the door harder then I meant to. I walked over to the computer and pulled up one of the clients files and started working. Before I knew it I was typing hard and fast. I pushed myself hard away from the desk and walked over to the window, looking down on the city. One minute she seemed upset with me, and rightly so. I was being a jerk, but then she would flip a switch and say inappropriate things to me. I started pacing around my office. Not about me? I knew not everything was about me. I had never met a women who got under my skin like she did. I looked at the clock it was almost noon, Sterling would be there soon. Good maybe he could help me make sense of all of this. My desk phone rang. I walked over. "Mr. Dalton."
"Mr. Wayne is on line three for you
