~TYE~
The lady's glare could've cut glass. Her finger stabbed at the intercom like she was declaring war. I leaned back on the desk, arms crossed, trying to hide the grin that slipped onto my face despite my irritation.
So this was the feisty beauty from the park. Didn't expect to see her in Axel's office, all fire and curves and righteous anger.
"Really?" I drawled. "Security? That's a bit dramatic, don't you think?"
"Dramatic?" She whirled on me, those eyes flashing. "You beat a kid half to death last night, and now you're breaking into offices. Forgive me for not rolling out the welcome mat."
"I wasn't breaking in. The front desk let me through."
"Because you probably lied to them."
"Or maybe," I said, pushing off the desk and taking a step closer, "I actually belong here."
"Right. And I'm the Queen of England."
"Pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty. Should I bow?"
Her jaw clenched. "You think this is funny?"
"A little. You're cute when you're angry."
