Chapter 44

• LIST EMERGENCY
• MATEO and I haven’t spent any real time together since our drinking game, so I march over to his office, feeling strong and confident. It’s like everything is right in the world. My bra and panties match. My toe is healed. I’m sporting some killer stilettos, and my black skirt looks good. Granted, it’s probably too short for the office, but I just don’t give a fuck.
• I knock on his door and then barge right inside, finding Mateo dressed in a white dress shirt sitting at his desk. His deep, dark eyes hold a look of shock. I close the door behind me and throw my hand on my hip, needing some answers.