Thirty
*Zach's POV*
"You?" I ask, surprise washing me. I can't believe she's standing just a few steps away from me. This woman has been haunting my dreams all week, and the feeling I get when I'm around her is just something else entirely. I stand up from the chair and intentionally missed Chris's wide open arms that were waiting for a hug.
"Hello" her tiny voice said, her face a light red colour. She didn't look intimidated like most girls who come in here do, in fact, she looked like she got exactly what she wanted, she didn't look like she was scared of losing her job, instead she eyed me like I was a big trophy that she just won and I can't believe I still don't know her name, I could have done some research on her but I don't know why, I want to learn about her, from her. Not from some piece of information my secretary brings me after scavenging the internet.
"What are you doing here?" I ask her and she smiles, well, more like smirks and she gave me this evil side eye that i could already tell that whatever was going to come out of her mouth next wouldn't be good for me.