Jess was woken up by the alarm on his phone the next morning. He reached for it and looked at it in a daze. It was already 7 in the morning. He felt sore, and his body was aching from head to toe, but he had to get up and go to work.
He had just sat up when he was pulled back by arms around his waist. Jake held him in his arms with his head buried in the arch of Jess' neck, absentmindedly kissing his shoulder. “What time is it?”
Jess pinched his face. “It’s seven o’clock in the morning. Director Maserati, let me go. I have to go to work.”
Jake kissed him. “Might as well just take sick leave and go to the company later.”
Jess was feeling half angry and half amused. “I should record your words and give the recording to your company’s employees to listen to. Their boss is setting a good
