One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss
“Why are you even here? You’re just a goddamn assistant screwing her boss—”
Ouch. That sounds familiar.
“As the mother of his son," Clarke interrupted, her tone icy. “I have every right to be here."
Her words hit the table like a thunderclap.
“What?” Derrick, Lucas, Lexa and I screamed almost in unison, the shock rippling through the room.
Lexa, who had been leaning back in her chair, suddenly bolted upright. “Are you kidding me? This is insane!” she exclaimed.
Lucas’s laugh was bitter, almost deranged.