KIMBERLY
“Janet, it is five in the freaking morning. Are you seriously going to make me regret giving you my new number?” I groaned, rubbing my temples as I picked up the phone. She had called three times in a row already.
“Never in the history of crimes has it been an offense for someone to miss their boss…”she whined, her voice far too chipper for such an ungodly hour. “It has been weeks since you last came to the office! The place feels empty without you.”
I snorted, rolling onto my back. “So, you’re literally telling me that you fancy my constant scolding?”
“Well, I don’t miss that part very much,” she admitted, and we both burst into laughter.
“You lots give me a headache.” I giggled.
“It's all love, no?”
We chuckled again. But the amusement faded quickly and her tone turne
