A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss
"Oh, Maddie, I am resting. I'm lying in this fancy bed, surrounded by these incredibly soft pillows, while Hazel and I discuss whether the duke should choose the wallflower or the feisty redhead."
"The feisty redhead, obviously," Hazel chimed in. "She's got spunk."
I rolled my eyes. "As long as you're not overdoing it."
"Madison, dear, reading is hardly running a marathon. Besides, these stories keep my blood pressure interesting."
"Mom!"
"What? I'm just saying these books are very educational."
"Please stop talking." I pinched the bridge of my nose, grateful they couldn't see my face turning red.
"So," Hazel cut in, "have you explored Vegas yet? Hit the slots? Seen any shows?"