Dinner

Cassidy

"Should I be surprised you're back at work?" Becca asked, propping her chin on her hands, eyes locked onto my face.

"Like I told you before, no," I muttered. She rolled her eyes before slamming her hands on my desk, making my monitor shake slightly. From the corner of my eye, I saw Grayson jolt in surprise.

Finally, I looked up from my computer. After spending an extra two weeks at home