“This is the sales associate who attended the workshop?” Hercules frowns. His expression lingers on me, making it hard to keep my balance. One eyebrow arches higher than the other as if I’m expected to curtsy or kiss his hand. Are all men this obnoxious? I fold my arms over my chest and meet the jerkface’s stare head-on. Running out the door with my tail between my legs is only going to happen once today. Once. His regard turns even icier. If I were a little more like myself, I would have glanced down to check if my zipper were open or if I had something on my face. But I’m not in my right
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