C28 Jealous?
Taking a deep calming breath, I pushed at my boiling temper that sneered through my veins, persuading my mind not to smash the coffee mug on my boss' head.
I was standing outside of his office door right now, holding the third cup of coffee he ordered me to make for him; taking my time to cool myself down.
When I went to his cabin as he commanded me to go earlier this day