My Boss My Secret Husband
Natalie rolled her eyes, though she stepped back, away from the door, letting us in.
“Be quick about it, would you? Mom and Dad just went to bed. I doubt they want to see your sorry ass here.”
“I’ll be quick. Maria, will you help me? Megan, Rachel – you guys can wait here.”
Rachel followed Natalie back to the kitchen table. “You have to tell me where you got your nails done.”
Rule one in Natalie distraction: Keep the conversation always on her. She loves talking about herself.
“It was the Pretty Nails downtown. Have you been?” Natalie didn’t wait for a reply. “They always do such a nice job… But they are exclusive, so I doubt they’d take you…”