I quivered and hoped no one gave her a hard time at the meeting about my work. I felt as if I was living on hot coals whenever I looked up and saw her looking at me, pursing her lips or tapping her cheek with a pencil.
Dana sent shock waves through me as I could almost hear the gears turning in her head as she worked out when would be the best time to reveal that Trish Kirk, in her attractive business suit, high heels and long, stockinged legs, was nothing but another man.