"Are we have another big project?" Fara asked Bonita as she settled into her chair, twirling her fork through a generous serving of shrimp spaghetti. The rich aroma wafted up, momentarily distracting her from the nagging thoughts in her mind.
"Yep, it's with CEO Clint," Bonita replied, her mouth half-full as she typed away on her laptop, drafting Fara's speech for the upcoming big meeting.
Fara's heart sank a little. She didn't want to sound too obvious, but she was dying to know where Ziggy was.
"No, I mean…" Ugh, why was it so hard to articulate her thoughts today?
Bonita raised an eyebrow, waiting for Fara to finish her sentence.
"Never mind!" Fara finally huffed, feeling frustrated with herself.
