Don’t Open That Door

Andrea was about to come over to his side when he said, ‘I’m okay. Sit.’ ‘But your hand.’ Austyn grabbed a tissue from a box on the desk and roughly wiped away the coffee stain. ‘I’m fine. Sit down. Continue.’ ‘Um, okay, uh, as I was saying…’ Austyn tossed the balled-up tissue at Kira, who swatted it away. Intent on taking his revenge, Austyn wrapped both legs around her shoulders and pulled her in. A lesson had to be taught. Kira, unprepared for the sudden attack, lost her balance and pitched forward, planting her face right between his legs. Austyn’s body stiffened all at once. His breath caught. Kira’s eyes widened. She tried to pull back, but the man’s legs were pressed together instinctively. A warm flush crept up her neck and flooded her face. Meanwhile, Andrea was racking her brain for more things to say. Daley had been on the job for less than a week. What else was there to report? Finally, the president said, ‘I see. You can go now.’ ‘Yes, McCarthy.’ Andrea breathed out, grate