Melody Thorne leaned back slightly, "I've suddenly lost my desire for plain water; I want coffee. Would you make me a cup of coffee?"
Sheryl Lancaster glanced once more in Jared Quinn's direction, but Jared was absorbed in his documents, oblivious to her presence.
Suppressing her anger, Sheryl reluctantly went to make a cup of coffee and slammed it down on the table so hard that some spilled out.
Melody Thorne looked at her coldly and commented, "Jared Quinn, is there something wrong with your eyes? How can you use such a lousy secretary? Are you hiding something unsavory between you and her? Is it time for an inventory?"
Sheryl Lancaster's face flushed immediately.
The documents that Jared Quinn was perusing snapped shut, his large hand grasping Melody Thorne's wrist as his voice deepened, "Is it her that's overdue for inventory or is it you?"
Sheryl heard this and her mood lifted slightly, feeling somewhat pleased, thinking Jared was siding with her.
