“Type in the first row, so I can make sure you know what to do.” “Yes, sir.” I double-check all the figures as I enter the information, and once I’m done, I glance at Finn. He places his hand on my shoulder, and giving me a light squeeze, murmurs, “Good girl.” Instantly my muscles lock up, and an unsettling feeling trickles into my gut. Definitely inappropriate.
Oh nah
