~Jennie’s~

“That man glares like it's a full-time job and the rest of us just exist to irritate him.”

I say it without thinking. The coffee is too bitter, and the sleeves of my blazer keep slipping, and Reo’s staring again. So I mutter under my breath, mostly to myself, but also to the poor intern girl standing nearby who laughs into her folder.

“And Leo?” I go on, glancing toward the hallway where he disappeared with a distracted frown and a tablet in hand. “God. I swear he’s either in love with a spreadsheet or trying to figure out if Adele’s still real or just a haunting in his...