Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I
"How many times do I have to tell you that you can borrow my clothes? We are one room apart; you can just knock on my door, you know."
Amaya smiled. "Ah, thanks, Eva, but Tommy wasn't in the mood earlier, and I don't have time to—"
Yeah, yeah, okay, enough with that." Gary swivelled his chair to his Apple screen, double-clicking the envelope icon. "Speaking of disturbing things, Chase will be making an announcement today, so maybe it’s a good thing little Miss Congeniality here is covered up in a dress so ugly it should be illegal."
Amaya shot Gary a look, and he snapped his gum in her face. "Chase likes the ladies, but worry not. His fiance puts him on a leash."
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