Jenna stopped to glare at Sephiroth once more. She then growled at him before she shoved the papers into his lap.
“Make up your fucking mind, Seph! Do you want them out or filed away? They aren’t going to be stamped if they are filed away,” she snarled out.
She then stood up and rushed out of the room. Grumbling, she moved to the cafeteria so that she could gather up the coffee that her mate had requested.