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"You're sixty minutes late to work." 

CJ stops dangling with the pencil and clasps his chin. He looks into my eyes, that cocky grin stuck on his handsome face. 

"Give me one valid reason why I shouldn't fire you." 

Fire! 

He wants to fire me? 

How the fuck am I supposed to tell him that my ex-best friend chose today of all days to lock herself up in my bathroom and I had to get a shower at my new neighbour's place. 

Someone tell me that's a valid reason. 

But I know he wouldn't believe me anyway. 

"I said give me a valid reason!" he roars standing up from the seat. 

I jerk back, startled. 

"I... I..." I stutter fumbling for an excuse in my head. "I had to fix my car. It broke down on the way..." 

CJ moves towards me, his hands dug in his pockets. 

"You are lying." 

How the fuck did he know? 

"I know it when you

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