Chapter 21
Philip was visibly frustrated, "Does tidying a workstation necessitate such closeness? Does it require squatting down? Don’t forget, you promised me. I..."
Mia shot him a fierce glare, "Don’t impose your filthy thoughts on me. And what gives you the right to dictate my actions? We’re merely colleagues!"
Philip’s eyes widened in shock at her retort.
I smirked inwardly. It seemed there was some clandestine understanding between Mia and Philip.
Glancing at the photos on my phone, my blood ran hot. Regardless of anything else, this woman’s flirtation was undeniably potent.
"Ding!"
My phone chimed, interrupting my thoughts. It was a message from Mia.
Mia: [Don’t forget, okay? (shy emoji)]
I set the phone down and stretched, inadvertently bumping into something.