My Bossy Secretary
I asked her, not really expecting to have one, and then I remembered she did not read the contract she signed.
“It’s not our fault.” She shook her head. “I mean, who would know my sister’s going to be your girlfriend, but I’m stuck with you as your work wife.”
“You have a point,” I nodded. My eyes squinted, and I twitched my lips. “I already told her last night I didn’t want to get confused with you as her and her as you.”
She took a deep breath, nodding in agreement. “You’re right. And -”