"Eli, what the hell?" Ivory whispered harshly into the phone, glancing up at intervals in hopes that her immediate boss wouldn't catch her on the phone. She had been at Art is life for the past three days and damn, he had been a pain in the ass.
Ivory wasn't complaining much. She was used to having assholes and jerkfaces around her. An example was the one on the phone who was rather determined to get her in trouble. He was fortunate she loved his junk or he would've been tossed out of her life a long time ago.
Not that she hadn't tried before.
"Have you told him?" Jerkface asked and she rubbed her forehead.
"I'm at work Eli. You can't keep calling." She whispered.
"I can." He replied pridefully and she could imagine his face poised arrogantly as he said so. He would be sitting at
