It’s gone from flat with anger to buzzing with tension and conflict and a myriad of feelings I can’t decipher while my head is pounding this way. The door opens, but I refuse to turn because I know that it’s Drake. Who the hell cares what else is in it?Īfter filling the hot water, I press the on button and lean against the counter as the machine hums to life. Dad calls them a coffee milkshake, but it’s coffee.
It’s full of freakin’ mochas and cappuccinos and whatever the hell other kinds of coffee you can get. I rifle through the box of pods and pull a latte one out. Then I pull down the “boss” mug Marshall bought me as a joke for Christmas and turn the coffee machine on. And I put them all back exactly where they belong. Mugs, plates, cutlery-they all have their place here. I put all the plates and bowls back in their places in the cupboard above my head and pull the clean dishes from the rack on the draining board.
“Y’all gotta teach your bitches how to tidy the hell up!” I shout out the door, slamming it behind me as I turn back into the room. I storm downstairs and into the kitchen, which has clearly been ripped apart. His lips curve up into a highly dangerously sexy smirk. Can I get coffee or have your rookie bitches ripped my kitchen apart?” “Like I said, this is relevant to my investigation,” he repeats, standing up. I look at my feet and then pinch the inside of my arm.
“No jewel heist,” Drake says, sitting on Grecia’s office chair. Yeah, did I mention we cleared out two bottles of wine and a bottle of sangria last night?Īpparently, emotion makes me do dumb shit. This better be a goddamned jewel heist,” I tell Grecia when she meets me at the office door. “It’s six a.m., and I’m hungover as fuck. I just want to wake up, eat cupcakes, do my job, and sleep. Is it really that much for a woman to ask? That people just don’t infiltrate her privacy? I’m not a fucking Kardashian.
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