“How the fuck you just started this damn job and you already missing shifts?” I spun around to find Rowdy wearing the fiercest scowl I’d ever seen on anyone as he held open the door, which now had a large footprint on the paint. This crazy fool must have kicked it in. My legs wobbled, so I held onto the sink to keep me standing while my voice, thank fuck, kept up the ruse, sharpening into cold steel. “Are you blind?” When he just stared at me, I added, “Did you not notice this was the women’s bathroom?” “Does it look like I give a fuck?” No. Rowdy looked like he wanted to strangle me. “My
...more
Oh that man means business (cackling in libra)
