I walk in and close the door behind me, take a seat at her desk and link my hands in front of me.
She stares at me as she waits for me to speak . . . I don’t, we remain silent.
“Well?” She smiles.
I narrow my eyes as I stare at her; what is it with this fucking woman?
Nobody treats me the way she does, my mere existence pisses her off.
She smiles as if she’s happy, but what comes out of her mouth is always low-key aggressive. She’s the ultimate temper bait.
“Well what?” I reply.
“Are you going to talk to me on your visit?”
I dust my jacket off as I try to think of something to say. “How do you like working here?” I ask.
She rolls her eyes. “Are you going to try and pay me off to resign again?”
I wince. I did do that . . . didn’t I?
“Of course not,” I snap. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
She exhales heavily and turns back to her computer. “Well, do you want to discuss anything?”
That little red dress you own.
“Not particularly.” I run my pointer finger back and forth over my lips as I stare at her.
“So . . .” She raises an eyebrow. “What is it?”
“What do you mean, what?”
“Why are you acting weird?” she asks.
“I’m not,” I scoff as I stand. “I came to visit you, but obviously you don’t want visitors.”
“Mr. Miles.”
“Elliot,” I correct her.
She frowns as she stares at me. “Okay, you asking me to call you that is weird in itself. I’ve been here for seven years and never once have you asked me to call you that or bothered to visit me.”
“I’ve been very busy,” I fire back.
“For seven years?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Precisely.” I move for the door. “And now I know why I’ve been so busy.”
“Why is that?”
“Because you’re a very bad host, Kathryn.”
A trace of a smile crosses her face. “Are you high?”
“What?” I snap. “Of course I’m not fucking high.”
“Okay . . .”
I inhale deeply as I try to think of something to rectify this fuckup of a conversation. “I’m leaving,” I announce.
She smirks. “Okay . . .”
“Is that all you can say today . . . okay?”
She narrows her eyes. “Mr. Miles.”
“Elliot,” I correct her.
“Elliot, are you feeling alright?”
“I was until I visited you.” I exhale heavily. “Now you’ve completely ruined my day.”
She smiles as she puts her hand over her chest. “There he is, oh thank God, I thought I was going to have to call a doctor.”
I glare at her. “Goodbye, Kathryn.”
She smiles sweetly and waves with her fingertips. “Goodbye, have a nice day, my favorite boss ever.”
“Don’t patronize me,” I snap.
She turns back to her computer. “Just being a good office host. How am I doing?”