Seeing him that perturbed, that wound-up, Kit did not like it one bit. And when he brought his fist into sharp (and loud) contact with the desk, she flinched a little, the action propelling her around the desk and to his side, where she placed her hand gingerly onto his that was still clenched. âBabyâŚ.calm down. Iâll help you look, okay?â she said, moving to sit in his chair with an air of confidence. It was needed - Kit had always considered that a positive attitude gets stuff done.
Although, saying that, the disarray caused by Larryâs little pique of temper, would probably mean a very thorough search was required. âYou might want to think about an easier filing systemâ she let out, hands spread out in front of her and beginning to pick up papers even though she had no clue what exactly she was looking for. âNow then, who is the bill from, or what is it for? I bet between the two of us, we find it in no timeâ she reassured him.
  The stinging pain spread from his knuckles to his fingers leaving them sore. He didnât mind the sensation, but the consequence as Kit came over so quickly he had no time to react. He remained in silence, watching her sit and move things around the desk that having been someone else he would have told them off and leave things alone, even yelled at them to go out of the office. But this was Kit, and by the looks of it she was trying her best to help.Â
   âYeah, maybe I do.â he mutters, breathing in and out to get himself to calm down as she asked him to. Even when temperamental and between his fits of kicking and hitting things around, heâs a respectful man. The least thing he wants is for Kit to be afraid of him, like she flinched earlier. âItâs fine Kit, it is the bill for the bloody glasses Tom broke. Iâll go get some more and make sure I tell the guy to give me a copy of the previous one or something. Iâll manage. I just didnât want to go and ask.âÂ
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