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head. He’s going to be extremely annoying or fun.
    “Quit
harassing the office manager. We’d like to hang on to this one,” Monster advised
coming to stand beside them.
    “I’m
not bothering her.” Pan glanced at her. “Am I?”
    Sandwiched
between the two men, she began to feel antsy. “I’ll get back to you on that.”
    Pan’s
jaw dropped.
    “Is
this everything?” They murmured yes and she nodded. “Thanks.” Eager to leave
the circle of males she pushed the cart away. Her heels clicked on the floor
and she fought to keep her stride slow. She crossed the threshold and the
tension faded. There was something about Pan and Monster together that set her
on edge. Being between them was like being in a force field of intensity. Right
now, it was the last thing she needed. She set the bin in its designated
collection spot and went back behind the desk.
    The
bell rang above the door and she watched Chase walk in with a pair of dark
glasses, low-slung blue jeans and a rock t-shirt. She pushed the glasses up on
top of her head and frowned. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those morning
people.”
    She
smirked. “I’m used to the hours now.”
    “Ugh.”
Chase scoffed. “Mornings are a necessary evil I barely tolerate.”
    “Late
night?”
    “Aren’t
all the most interesting ones?” Chase lifted a thick blonde eyebrow at her.
    Symone
couldn’t help but laugh.
    Chase
flashed a wicked grin. “How did the opening and everything go without me?” She
leaned against the front desk.
    “Smooth
sailing. Not that I had to interact with them, aside from collecting laundry.”
    “Hmm…”
Chase smirked.
    “What?”
Symone narrowed her eyes.
    “You
don’t know how good you have it.” Chase stood up and walked over to the coffee
machine on the table.
    “Why?”
    “Because
normally, they give the new person hell. You’re an exception to the rule.”
    Symone’s
spirit grew heavy. Yet another thing I owe to Gia. “Because of Gia and Lefty?”
    Chase
snickered. “No.”
    “You?”
    Chase
laughed and turned to face her. She stirred the red and white stick clockwise
and watched her from under her long lashes.
    “Because
they feel sorry for me?” Symone guessed.
    “Oh,
Sy, no, nothing like that.” Chase stood up straight. “You really are clueless,
aren’t you?”
    “About
what, Chase? This isn’t my world.” She shook her head. “I’m trying to do the
best I can navigating it on the fly. If I’m fucking up and not pulling my
weight, let me know.”
    “You’re
doing great. I wouldn’t have left you here solo if I didn’t think you could
handle it, so relax. The boys are rarely this well-behaved for anyone. But it
seems our living, breathing, colossus has opted to take you under his wing.”
    Heat
flooded her face. The image of the imperfect and extremely masculine man filled
her brain. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she mumbled.
    “The
hell you don’t,” Chase retorted. “I’d call it adorable if I did that sort of
thing.”
    She
toyed with the papers, uncomfortable with the direction their conversation had
taken.
    “Look,
he’s not going to push the issue. I just thought you might want to be aware of
the person that has your back. You never know when you’ll need him.”
    “Are
you on my team?”
    “You
wouldn’t be here if I wasn't.”
    Symone
nodded. She wanted to take her at her word, but every person she’d gotten close
to left.
    Chase
took a few sips of her coffee “Alright, I better get in there and get started
before they ride my ass for the rest of the day, and not the way I like.” She
winked and left the area as swiftly as she’d appeared. The woman came off like
a storm, irrevocably changing things as she went, without breaking a sweat.
    A
trait she admired. She lived life on her terms. What did it feel like? So many
unanswered questions swirled in her mind. Learning to live for herself with no
direction was more of a challenge then it should’ve