My boss’s brother wants me and so does my husband
“Alright then. If you say so. I’ll see you tomorrow. Make sure you have a good night's rest, princess.”
I opened the door and climbed out. “See you tomorrow Adrian.” I said waving, as he drove off. I turned and headed inside, the apartment was dark when I opened the door. I flicked on the light—and froze. Noah was sprawled on the living room floor, surrounded by empty bottles. His shirt was untucked, his hair a mess, and his face pale and slack.
“Oh my God, Noah!” I dropped my bag on the couch and rushed to him, dropping to my knees. “What the hell is this? Are you trying to kill yourself?”