EMILY

I pushed open the door to Alex's office and walked in. He was seated at his table, his eyes trained on the computer in front of him.

"Well," I spoke, and he finally looked up as if just noticing my presence.

"Why did you call for me?" I asked, with raised brows. He narrowed his eyes on me.

"I remember asking you to address me formally?"

"Well, we are alone, so there's no need for that."

He sighed and leaned back in his chair as he pushed it back.

"You seem pretty close with him,"

"Who?"

I knew who it was, but I was trying to act dumb because,...