'y/n and Hardin you are not leaving this room until you figure your stuff out because we are all sick of getting in the middle of your shit',
Vance said pushing Hardin and I into my office, I rolled my eyes before sitting down on the couch,
'what does he mean our shit we are perfectly fine?'
Hardin said walking over to the fridge and opening it, I looked at him unimpressed raising my eyebrows, I stood up and walked over to him,
'no we are not and you know that you idiot',
I said standing in front of him and folding my arms, Hardin avoiding my eye contact. I rolled my eyes slightly,
'someone has an attitude today',
Hardin said moving closer towards me. My breath got somewhat shaky, Hardin picked up on it,
'I love the way I am still able to make you nervous even after everything'.
