Chapter 41

I’m Your Boss

I took big steps toward his dressing room. I didn’t bother to knock on the door. I went in immediately and sat on the sofa.

“What’s that for, huh?” I asked. He looked up at me without any reaction.

“Haven’t you been taught good manners? Why don’t you knock first before entering?”

I sighed because of what he said. “Why don’t you just answer my damn question? And it looks like you should go back to school to be taught good manners.” I crossed my arms on my chest and looked straight into his eyes.

I thought I was brave because of what I said, but when he stood up, I immediately backed away.

“Who are you to talk to me that way? I’m your boss!” His eyes were narrowed and intense.

I glanced away. Hell, yes. He is my boss—my freaking boss! Why did he have to repeat that to me?

“Are you going to order something? Because I