I was upset.
Sitting in front of the mirror that Monday morning, I couldn't help the frown that marred my face.
Jace told me I had to resume in his office. And the fact that I did not have a choice was pissing me off.
He said he was going to have to properly introduce me to his staff so I had to be up early and ready to go with him. I hated this.
"You have to be smiley one when you meet my staff you know," he commented, taking a sip of his coffee.
We were at the breakfast table that morning. I was all dressed up like a corporate baddie. I loved the fit but I wasn't too thrilled about a 9-5 job.
"You're not staying for the whole day." He said.
My eyes snapped to his. Was he reading my mind? Was he a psychic of some sort?
"I can tell what you're thinking by looking at your face Mira. You need to work on your poker face." He stated, shocking me even more.
I gaped, feeling my cheeks turn red in embarrassment. Luckily it was hidden by the makeup I had on.
