Emma typed like her fingers were on fire, she hadn’t written a full page out of the ten page correction for the clause Meredith asked her to look over and she only had an hour more till the meeting. She would have blamed herself but there was somebody much easier to blame.

It was all Matthew’s fault. The man barged into her office again and sat down like he owned her seat.

“I’m fine, thanks for asking”, he said.

She didn’t even care about him but he was shedding all his self ...