My Boss My Secret Husband
It was hard to hold a conversation in those.
I found Maria at a small table in the corner with two other friends of ours, Megan and Rachel. I waved and went to the bar to order a glass of wine.
“I’ll take a glass of merlot, please,” I asked the bartender.
Glass in hand, I walked over to my friends and hugged each of them before I sat down.
“So Hazel,” Rachel said with a grin. “Maria was just telling us about your hunky new boss.”
“Yeah,” I said glumly, the sting of his abandonment still fresh. “That hunky new boss left me stranded earlier today.”