"Yes, seeing an old friend certainly is a... jolt in the ass," Finn says smirking over his wine glass
at Christian.
I press my lips together awkwardly and silently chew my seared salmon. It melts in my mouth,
delicious, but I hardly take note of the spices.
Christian and Finn have all my attention. For the life of me, I can't figure out if my boss knows
that I know he's gay and crushing on my fiance, or if he's still playing some kind of sick game.
Entertaining as it may be, I'm still on edge.
"I'm sure it is," Christian mutters lowly with a sigh.
"Um, so I was thinking sun company could a have a rhyme or a jingle to put comericals and
stuff," I suggest begging for any kind of distraction.
Find raises his brows and nods.
"What did you have in mind?"
Flopping my mouth open a
