Chapter 37. Emotions on Ice

June POV

As I watch Mr. Grande talk to the department heads in his own deep, annoyingly smooth voice, I force myself to focus on the slides, not him.

And now I’m regretting fixing my earlier typos. I should’ve left them in to mess with him.

But my anger is still burning, replaying his words over and over in my head:

“Besides, what would an intern wear to a gala like that?”

I thought he was just a snobby boss, but it turns out, he’s a proud, arrogant, double-dipped snobby boss who looks down on anyone not on his level.

Ugh. I can’t believe I was attracted to him for days—

…Wait. What?

Did I just think “attracted”?

I am attracted to Mr. Grande? I—I thought I wasn’t—

“But you’ve been drooling over him,” my brain whispers smugly.

I drop my gaze, blinking fast. That’s different. Right?

No, focus. The point is, I don’t feel that way anymore, because Mr. Grande? He’s a complete douchebag.

Suddenly, the roo