Chapter 3

The hottie's name was Jake Young. He was a Gen-Z born in the 2000s who was in his senior year of college. He was six feet tall with broad shoulders. He looked like he hit the gym frequently.

That was not the point.

The point was that after the meeting, he snuck up behind me and whispered in my ear.

"It's all good, Miss Johnson. We're all adults here. I understand you have needs."

I was speechless.

'I really needed that. Thanks a lot!'