The Billionaire who doesn't love me
A soft knock on my door pulled me out of my spiral and I looked up to see Will leaning by the door frame, looking like a demigod in a tux.
I beamed and waved him in. “Hello”
“Hi, baby. How was your day?”
I look down at the files piled on my desk and pout. “Twas really stressful.”
Will walk over to my side of the desk and sit on my desk, leaning closer, and cupping my face.
“How about an ice cream date to help you relieve the stress,” he offered, and I smiled.
“Really, ice cream at night?”
“We can have Ice cream while watching some boring Series to pass the time. Or we can watch some serial killer crime scene documentary,” he said, and I laughed at the last part.
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