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God. I sighed in pleasure as
the smell of coffee hit my nose. I so had to get myself a
cup before I collapsed. I quickly pushed the door open to the staff
entrance and walked down the hall listening to Ben’s voice talking
somewhere in an office and Conrad’s laugh rumbling from what
sounded like the staff room.
    Good. If they
were doing something else, then they wouldn’t be shouting at me for
being late. The brothers were pricks and wind up merchants but they
were a stickler for punctuation especially time keeping. I was
actually surprised that Conrad wasn’t standing by the door waiting
like a drill sergeant with a whistle in his mouth and his eyes on
his watch waiting for me.
    With my
soaking coat hanging limply from my hands, I entered the locker
room and frantically searched for a hanger and eventually found a
shitty bent metal one. I hung my coat up on the curtain pole and
scowled at the ruined material. Coat cost me a bloody fortune a
couple of years ago and now look at it.
    Ten minutes
later, I’d stopped sweating enough to put my makeup on or at least
some of it and straightened my clothing. My top was stuck kind of
to my boobs. Lucky I had chosen a support bra because right now, it
wouldn’t have been pretty.
    I wiped my
hands down my skirt as I left the locker room and made my way down
to the staff room that was packed with employees, mostly security
guards that had no doubt come in to get their new timetables that I
had yet to print up.
    Another thing
on another God damned list somewhere.
    “Oh, so she
remembers where she works then?” Conrad commented as he spotted
me.
    I resisted the
urge to flip him the bird and walked over to the kettle and flicked
in on. I watched the little blue light illuminate and heard the
element begin to crackle and pop. I reached up for the coffee in
the cupboard and a cup when a hand and a paper cup with a Starbucks
logo appeared in front of me.
    My mouth
watered instantly as the smell of hazelnuts and coffee permeated my
nose. That was the latte Ben promised me yesterday. I reached for
it only for the cup to be snatched away.
    I turned
slowly and looked up at Conrad who was standing there looking too
bloody big in this small room. The smirk he had on his face so
didn’t suit him, not this morning anyhow. “Give me the latte.” I
said slowly, just so he could understand the seriousness of me
needing that freaking drink.
    “Why were you
late?”
    “Alarm didn’t
go off.” I said without missing a beat, my eyes tracking the
movement of the beloved beverage.
    “Why?”
    I clucked my
tongue and reached for the drink again. He held it up high, well
out of my reach. Even with my heels on, he was a monster.
    “Why what?”
now I was getting annoyed.
    “Why didn’t
your alarm go off? I know you have one.”
    I huffed and
crossed my arms over my chest. He was getting seriously annoying
now. “Will you just give me the flipping drink?”
    “No.” He
pursed his lips and raised his brows seeing what I would do about
it.
    I was so not
in the mood for him and this mood he was in. Yesterday he was like
a bear with a sore head as he had been for days, even weeks
beforehand and now, he wanted to play. I didn’t freaking think
so.
    Instead, I
turned and reached into the cupboard for that horrible container
that held his mix sports drink. I stood on my toes and brought the
box down, listening to the room suddenly turn deathly quiet and
Conrad suck in a breath.
    The heat of
him came against my back; his breath tickled my ear as he leaned
down and whispered, “Put the drink back and back away. Now,”
    I snorted and
wrapped my arms around his treasure, holding the mix close to my
chest. Two could play at this. “Give me my drink and I’ll give you
yours.”
    “Not
happening.” He growled.
    “Fine,” I
snapped and quickly twirled around, catching him off guard. I
snatched the latte from his hands and made a run for it. I thought
about releasing the container in my arms but