Zac’s POV

Freda, the girl from earlier, stumbled into Emily's office as fast as she could.

I could literally almost see the speed.

“I'm sorry I couldn't get ice.” She apologised as she set a cup before Emily and I.

“I'm not sure your boss wants to treat me to this.” I smirked.

Emily grabbed the cup Freda’s had placed in front of me, handed it back to Freda, poured them both a drink, and asked Freda to gulp it down right before her.

“We can't deal with these people ‘professionally’” She answered Freda’s unasked question.

I loved the scene.

Most beautiful thing I'd seen in a while. I wished...