Chapter 142 Sweet Affairs

• "Don't use derogatory slang, Lily," I said, gritting my teeth crossing my arms. Everyone stared at her and there was an uncomfortable tension in the room. "Your partner gets it. Why don't you?"
• "What?" she asked, trying to remain casual but cowering. She adjusted her shirt, and I could see that she was flushing at the neck. I walked over and slid the empty coffee pot in front of her with a clang.
• "Making coffee is beneath my pay grade. For you, it's even lower down the scale."