SNAP!

JENNA

My mind and body have been going in two opposite directions a lot lately. On the surface, I'm a capable employee meeting the demands of her job and superiors, but on the inside, I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.

I'm still torn on what decision to make where Dylan is concerned. I don't know whether or be happy or upset that he fled the way he did yesterday. While my head is telling me that having a relationship of any sort with my boss, despite the technicalities surrounding it, is a bad idea, my body completely melts whenever he's near.

One touch from him and I'm ready to rip all of my clothes off. Hell, it only takes one look for me to be a dripping mess.

I step out of the elevator, move in the direction of the office space I occupy amongst other interns, and freeze in place. What the actual fuck?!

There's a huge as hell bouquet on my desk, and an angry Dylan is standing in front of it with his assistant, Donald.

"I have no idea, Sir. I thought it was sent by someone she