“It was nice meeting you Spencer,” I said quickly and he must have noticed the growing tension and fear on my face because he nodded and hurried away and I braced myself before coming face to face with a fuming Jake.
I opened my mouth to speak but he didn’t give me the chance and neither did he say anything to me. He just grabbed my arm and pulled me into an empty room. I opened my mouth to explain but he let out a loud growl that shut me up.
“One hour,” he began, “I was gone one fucking hour and you’re already making moves on some pathetic little coffee boy.”
“I wasn’t making moves on him, I just bumped into him and his things fell so I helped him pick it up,” I explained, “I swear that I wasn’t doing anything wrong.”
“What were you doing out of the daycare?” he asked and I went silent, “What you don’t have any explanations to give anymore?”