CHAPTER 17

Teach

Pov: Maddison

I found that pretty blonde woman that I once saw hanging out with Winston.

She was in my cubicle, leaning against my desk, reading a book.

She was wearing a pretty white blouse that was almost see through and made her milk white skin glow brighter. Her skirt was cinched around her tiny waist. Her hair looked like it had been brushed so hard that it looked like polished gold, secured and tied up in a high ponytail. Her makeup was classy and subtle, some mascara, eyeliner, powder and lipgloss and her feet were cladded in chic boots. She had a slender, willowy figure that made her look so poised a delicate.

I felt like a sewer rat in her presence.

"Hey," I greeted tentatively, unsure of what she was even doing here. "You're in my... Workspace," I informed her as politely as I could hoping she wouldn't turn out to be another Anna.

I like her initial aura and the soft warm vibes that I was getting from her so far.

She looked up from the book she was reading, her