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Arriving at his door, she knocked on it

“Mr McDermott, it’s Addison I have your coffee”

“Finally Did you go to fucking Colorind them, too?” he demanded as he opened the door and shouted at her in front of the whole office

It was so quiet that Addison iined she could alaped at her A flush colored her cheeks, and she fought down the urge to cry She wouldn’t give hiossip about that for the rest of her life

“I’m sorry, sir”

He glared down at her, his blue eyes blazing “Well don’t be sorry Just cos I’ll need you to polish before e-an”

“Yes sir,” she said, giving Cécile one last look over her shoulder before he shut the door behind them

She reached up and tried to hand him the coffee then, but her ankle twisted under her and the blisters on her feetthe liquid all over his shirt The only blessing was that she’d been so late that the cappuccino was barely warary mess spread over her boss’s expensive suit

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to trip”

Mr McDerot quiet, she knew she was in for a world of trouble She’d seen hi a senior partner at the fir a few minutes later

Mr McDermott swiped at the mess on his chest and shook his head “You’re sorry? You ruined a two-thousand-dollar Perry Ellis, and you’re sorry?”

“I have a twisted ankle fro off when she saw that it wasno impression on him whatsoever

“Then o to the hospital and have it checked out Right now You’re fired and I’ll be sending you the bill for the suit you destroyed Be grateful that tepid mess you call coffee barely qualified as waret the fuck out”

“It was horrible!” she said, drinking so to pretend it didn’t taste like utter piss to her

Overall, Addison wasn’tlike a cosirls, but harder stuff or just plain beer wasn’t her style However, she had thousands to pay off—tens of thousands—and had just been fired from her first job Even the bitter taste of the Pabst was helping soothe some of that bite Now, if only she drank about six et some sleep