MAVERICK

It was already dark outside, and everyone had left the office, leaving me alone to finish the data I was working on.

“Why are you still working?” He just came to my desk.

I raised my hand and pointed a finger so as not to distract me.

“Fuck it.” He was about to slam my laptop shut, but I quickly stopped him.

“Just a sec, babe.”

“I didn’t—”

“Just a sec!” I pressed the print button.

“Did you just yell at me?” His eyes narrowed, and ...