His Last Nerve by Cassie Mint EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Cassie Mint
- Language: English
- Formats: PDF / EPUB
- Status: Available For Free Download
- Genre: Contemporary Short Stories
- Price: Free
- File Size: 2 MB
- Publish Date: April 6, 2023
Georgie
When Levi Laurent moves through the building, we sense him coming
from floors away. Papers rustle in people’s hands, quivering with
anticipation; drawers slam and desk chairs squeak.
The air changes, somehow, like everyone’s holding their breath, just
waiting for a glimpse of the boss. Hair is patted down, lipstick blotted, and
ties are yanked straight. And when the elevator dings and he walks out,
moody eyes scanning from left to right, the whole room fizzes with
excitement.
Today is a prime example. I press myself back against the break room
door, watching the boss get mobbed on his walk across the office, the clump
of his admirers jostling the cubicle walls. He doesn’t come to this floor too
often—a detail which, had I known, might have changed my internship
application.
I want to be near Mr Laurent as much as possible. But not for the same
reason as these weirdos—no. It’s so much easier to ruin someone’s life from
up close.
My palms are clammy, and I spread my fingers over the break room door
behind me, leaning against the cool surface. Now that the boss is here,
walking among us mere mortals, I can’t tear my eyes away. Can’t blink. Hot
rage churns in my belly and tightens my chest, and my breaths come quicker.
Just the sight of him makes me want to scream like a banshee.
This asshole. This malevolent jerk.
Someone hands him a clipboard and Mr Laurent stops, frowning at the
top page. His sensual mouth twists, and his frown deepens. Those sculpted
shoulders are tense under his crisp white shirt, and he’s several inches taller
than the crowd.
I hate that he’s so freaking attractive. I hate it.
He doesn’t deserve that thick, wavy hair, sometimes brown or dark
blonde, depending on the light. If there were justice in the world, this man
would have only the thinnest strands of hair left—and he wouldn’t be
allowed to go bald with dignity. He’d have to comb those strands over every
morning, staring into his own dead eyes in the bathroom mirror, wondering
who he was trying to kid.
Is there a way to make a person go bald deliberately? Huh. I chew on my
thumb knuckle, teeth digging in hard, and watch as he peels another page off
the clipboard. It’s a soothing thought
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