185 THE WEIRD BOSS

It was another morning to get to work, and Madison was once again exhausted. She didn't know if it was work that made her exhausted or the odd feeling she got around her boss. The way he leers at her or the way she can't shake off the feeling that he stares at her backside and possibly licks his lips when she walks in front of him. She tried her best to avoid him, but that proved very hard when he kept coming to her office to inspect some imaginary groundbreaking project, which he insists is vital to the company's growth at all costs. "You're not going to work today?" Ethan queried, adjusting his necktie vigorously. Madison stretched on the bed and covered her head with a pillow. "I don't feel too good, so I'll call in sick." She replied. "You called in sick two days ago. You don't have as much vigor as when you resumed," he commented, walking over to her side and sitting gently like a counselor. Is everything fine? You've been dulled lately; is it something we need to see the do