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SEVENTEEN: MONTRE-MOI

NOIR

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the unsure thoughts she'd awakened just by showing up in that dress.

My office door opened with Neil barging in.

"I don't like this!" he said coming to a stop directly infant of my table.

"Who let you in?" I asked, ignoring his rage.

"Danica isn't ready to be out here working for you."

oh.

I let out a sigh.

"Do you have any idea what she could do? a lot of people could get hurt. or worse, she could hurt herself."

I rubbed my temples before taking a deep breath and looking up at him.

"You're right."

He frowned.

"You're agreeing with me? that's unusual."

I only said that because I needed you to calm down.

"But here's what I'm thinking."

I got up and approached him, burying my hands in my pockets.

"You're in charge when it comes to her mental health. So I won't argue."

This time I was standing directly in front of him, my eyes a few inches above his because I was only slightly taller.