187 Bee IN A Box

Her boss was a creep. Madison couldn't believe she'd once tried to give him the benefit of the doubt by intentionally misinterpreting his actions as too friendly and chatty, but no! This man was a total loser. "Mr. Elan, I would appreciate it if you'd stop putting your hands on me." She picked up the hand on her cheek and placed it on the table between them. "I followed you out to lunch because you asked me and because you are my boss, but that doesn't mean you get to paw me." She paused and raised her left hand, wiggling her ring finger in his face. "in case you haven't noticed, I'm a married woman." "And I have a Doberman," he replied, smiling as he leaned across the table to sniff her hair. "What does that even mean?" she asked incredulously. "Oh, I thought we were both stating the things we own." She wanted to punch him. This was her first job in about a year; she was barely two months in, and she already wanted to assault her boss. What did that say about her? She wasn't abou