Jasmine's POV

"I didn't know you knew Bradley Pittsburg," a voice quipped from behind me and startled me, briefly, before I turned around in my chair and saw Mr. Hollen leaning on the closed door, hands inside his pants pockets, looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"Umm, yeah... I've known him since college," I answered.

His grey eyes locked on me, burning me to my soul. He twitched his bottom lip as if he had a distasteful substance in his mouth. He straightened his posture, and his suit, and I couldn't help but to see how damn sexy and even more handsome he was; but he was upset about something. I knew he was having a hectic day but he was looking at me like he wanted to send me to my grave.

What did I do wrong this time?

"So you two were close?" he asked, coming over to my desk.

Mr. Hollen had never been interested in my personal life, or even asked about it, but now here he was asking about Bradley.

What's up with that?

"Yes, we used to date," I answered and turned back to the computer and began typing again.

"For how long?" he asked.

I couldn't believe how inquisitive he was becoming about me and my ex-boyfriend.

"Umm... a year and a half," I answered truthfully as I blushed at the fact that he was actually asking me something that was not work related.

Was I finally getting his attention because I went out with another man?

"So the two of you are reconnecting again?" he asked.

I couldn't help but let the smile be visible on my lips. I wasn't smiling at the thought of reconnecting with Bradley, I was smiling at the world's strictest boss becoming so nosy suddenly.

"I'm sorry but that's kind of personal, don't you think?" I asked him, facing him again.

My response had lit the flare in his eyes even more. I had never seen him act like this.

He nodded his head and walked into his office.

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