Urban Angel — Amarinda Jones

I'm ordering you to do it."No thanks." It wasn't like Melissa had any power and even if she did Angel would hardly pay attention to the jumped up tart in the spiked heels."I'm in charge."Angel glanced at the blonde coolly. "In your dreams."I'll tell Wayne."Like I haven't heard that ninety-nine times before. Wayne Shane was the boss who no one saw except Melissa and the theory was that was the only part of him she did see was one-eyed and when she was down on her knees and her mouth open waiting to receive."Go. Do it. Go get head-I mean get ahead."Melissa's face went red and she stamped her feet. "How dare you!"I dare a lot. Go report me. Do whatever." She knew by now there had to be heads popping up over the barricades like meerkats. Her relationship with Melissa was the only thing that made the dingy office interesting.