The line was still ringing when there was a pair long legs and heels were standing right beside him. He looked her up from the ground first, meeting her eyes with confusion and annoyance. Who was she? As soon as she mentioned John, he turned the phone off and set it aside. "What are you, his freelance assistant?" He imagined with John's money he had a different one every week. She looked young, but not so young he couldn't admire her.
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