Ryan's POV
The door to my office suddenly swung open, pulling my attention away from my work as I looked up to see Sandra walking in.
Despite feeling irritated by her for barging in, I knew I had to remain calm.
"You should knock on the door next time before entering my office," I said, turning back to my work.
"Oh, come on, Ryan! Don't be so uptight," Sandra replied, moving closer to me.
"This is not the time for jokes, Sandra. Next time, please knock and wait for a response before coming in," I replied sternly.
"Okay, fine, I admit I was wrong to do that here. I will make sure to knock in the future," Sandra said.
"Anyway, why are you here, Sandra?" I asked, flipping through the pages of the documents in front of me.
"To see you, of course. You've been so busy this past week that we haven't had any time together," she said, leaning over me.
She aimed to kiss me, but I quickly turned my face away to avoid it.