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Something Funny

Author: JacqueAuthor
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I felt the heat crawl up my neck as Trey’s eyes lingered on me longer than they should have. My cheeks flushed and I tried to wipe the smile on my face.

Emerson cleared his throat sharply. I turned to him, and the look on his face made it obvious—he wasn’t amused by what was going on. He narrowed his eyes at Trey. But I was too angry with him for his earlier words to think anything wrong had happened here, so I looked away.

Tina, oblivious to the tension at the table, leaned forward with a friendly smile.

“So, Mina, are you back at work?” Her voice was warm and inviting, but there was curiosity there too.

I shifted in my seat as I answered her. Emerson had told her I had quit.

“Yes, I’m back,” I answered simply.

“Why did you quit?” She hesitated. “I hope I’m not being too personal. It’s just…when we worked together, you were always so driven, so smart. I admired how focused you were. Hearing you left surprised me.”

I forced a smile, brushing my fingers against the edge of the table.
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