Yeah, I’ll put them in his office. That’ll be a nice surprise for him.
Decision made, I push down on the handle of the door and let myself inside.
His office is pristine, as always. I hardly ever get to clean in here because he doesn’t let me, so I can’t take credit for the cleanliness.
I walk over to his desk and put the bag of muffins and coffee down on it.
I grab his Post-it notes and pen.
KAS,
THANK YOU FOR YESTERDAY.
DAISY
Should I put a kiss?
No, that’d be too weird. Especially after yesterday.
Leaving it as it is, I pull the Post-it from the pad and stick it to the front of the muffin bag.
I’ve just put the pen down when a door to my left opens, and in walks Kas.
His eyes go wide on me. He quickly slams the door shut behind him. “What are you doing in here?” His words are quick and biting.
“I was just leaving a thank-you coffee and muffins. I knocked, but there was no answer.” My eyes go to the door that Kas is standing in front of, like a guard.
Has that door always been there? I don’t remember seeing it before.
“Well, if there’s no answer when you knock at a door, it generally means no one’s there, and you come back later. It’s not a fucking invitation to come on in.” His tone is crass.
It pisses me off.
And I really hate it when he swears at me.
“Seriously?” My eyes drag back to him. “I have to come in rooms in this house to clean them, and they have to be empty for that to happen.”
“Were you coming in here to clean?”
“No, but—”
“But what?” he snaps.
“I just wanted to say thank you.” My voice rises an octave.
His eyes widen and then flash to the coffee and bag on his desk. He stares at them for a long moment.
My pulse is thrumming in my neck, and I feel hot.
Very slowly, he brings his eyes back to mine. “Well, you’ve said thank you, and now, you can go.”
I feel stupid.
I don’t know what I expected from bringing him a little thank-you gift. Maybe a smile. A, You didn’t have to. I didn’t expect him to be a wanker.
Why am I surprised?
This is who he is—Kas-hole.