My Boss, My Husband
I was wearing a navy blue skirt and jacket ensemble.
My phone rang from inside my jacket, and I answered it. I thought it would be Jenna asking how the meeting went. Instead, it was an unknown number. Since the caller had contacted my work phone, I answered, "Fairmount Corporation, how can I help you?"
I heard a long, very long sigh on the other end.
"We must be the couple with the worst communication in history. It's embarrassing that the only number I have for you is your work phone. We have a problem, darling."