Abigail tilted her head, and nodded. "That's fine, I had planned on purchasing more appropriate items when I got paid. But if it's a uniform then I will find a few sets to wear besides. " She nibbled her lip and picked at the seam of her jeans. She could put the skirt on, and one of her button ups? She'd gotten it off a discounted rack last year, and had used it lovingly as business attire since. She pushed a lock of hair from her face as she got up, to go change into her nude heels, Pencil skirt and button up. She checked the mirror before coming back out again, and giving a little twirl. "Better?" she asked, "would you like my hair up or down?" she smirked, teasing a little.<br/><br/>She pulled her auburn locks up into a bun to show him the difference, the freckles on her face and neck standing stark against milky pale skin. Her blue eyes shone brilliantly, a hint of mischief in them as she eyed Mark. He looked decent in his get up. Something a lady might enjoy unwrapping. She blushed and sat down on the sofa again, crossing her legs at the ankles. Now wasn't the time to be fantasizing about her boss. She bit her lip in thought, but<i>he was easy on the eyes</i>. Her inner voice niggled at the back of her mind. Making it difficult to concentrate as ever.