Sindy POV
I balanced the fancy coffee and that overpriced Black Swan slice on a tray, heading straight for Scarlett’s desk with my game face on.
Come on, even if she’s a tough nut, she’ll at least pretend to be nice, right?
It’s just afternoon coffee and cake—not like I’m asking her to jump through fire.
I set everything down right by her keyboard, pitching my voice all bright and bubbly.
“Long day, huh? Here, take a break and treat yourself.”
She didn’t even glance up. Eyes locked on her screen, fingers flying across the keys.
“Thanks, but I’m watching what I eat. Can’t do the coffee or the cake.”
Watching what she eats? I gave her a quick once-over—tall, lean in all the right places, curves that turned heads without even trying. If she needed to diet, the rest of us should s
