Quickly, Beattie typed in the information about our meetings the next day, and a reply appeared almost instantly.
Will be there.
Will be there
She closed that window, and when Frank walked in a couple of minutes later, we were back on the couch with the next episode of Love Island cued up.
Love Island
Had we not been hostages, the afternoon and evening might have actually been fun. We binged our show, as we started calling it, all day, and by the end of the day, we were betting with candy about who would recouple and who would stay together.
After a yummy dinner of Thai food that Hans had brought in, the two bosses even got in on the action, although Frank, Beattie, and I had to remind them that we didn’t have the financial means to bet with real money, no matter how much fun they t
