“Did you have it out with him yet?”
“No. I want to catch him in the act.”
“So why are you still f*****g him?” I snap. “For God’s sake, Aaron, don’t be used.”
“For the record, I’m using him.” He rolls his eyes as he sips his coffee.
“Nobody’s d**k is that good,” I huff.
“Except his.” He sighs sadly.
“Ugh.” I wince. “Leave me alone with the asshole for five minutes with a carving knife. I’ll get it for you to take away.”
He laughs, and my phone rings. “Hello.”
“Hi, Emily, this is Sammia.”
“Oh, hi.” Excitement runs through me.
“Mr. Miles would like to see you in his office right away, please.”
A huge smile splits my face. “On my way.” I hang up and stand.
“Where are you going?”
“Oh, more training,” I lie.
“Jesus, you’ll be more qualified than anyone on this floor soon.”
“I know
