Chapter 190: Alphas, Part 16

James

Charlotte hasn’t noticed me yet, so silently, I wait…. Her office is tiny, as befits a student trainee. The floor is a very basic vinyl lay and the walls are a bleak institutional beige. Haswell likes her, but she has to earn her privileges.

…. She’ll enjoy them all there more when she gets there….

But for all its lowly status, I know my Green-Eyes values this office and what it stands for above pearls.

…. She earned the right to it and it's hers….

Just now, all her attention is locked on her laptop screen. She jabs at keys, swearing in a low voice, but not so low I can’t hear what she’s saying.….

…. That is not the language of a lady….

…. She’ll have to do something about that if she wants to get anywhere….

With a final muttered obscenity….

Why are swear words always either sexual or religious…?

…. she sits back, arms folded, glaring at the screen, then abruptly spots me, jolting in her seat before her smile unfolds, blooming bright.