~ WILLA's POV ~
- - - - - THREE MONTHS LATER - - - - -
“There she is, the woman of the hour!” Joe exclaimed and all the guys clapped and cheered.
I quickened my steps and raced towards their booth in the diner. I was really late. It was my birthday today, and we were supposed to have dinner at my favorite place, Georgia Diner. Connor invited Fred, Joe, Casey, Axel, and Eli to join us. They were sitting around the booth, half finished with their food.
“Sorry, I’m late,” I said to them. “My fitting ran long, and I had an essay due, I was doing it in the subway and then I missed my stop—”
Connor stood up grabbed me by the waist, pulling me into a kiss, and shutting me up. “Happy birthday, boss,” he murmured through the kiss.
“I told you not to call me that,” I hissed.
