POV EMMA
The night passed quickly as I struggled to find sleep. My mind couldn't help but return to the almost intimate moment with Bobby. He was my employee, and what was happening was wrong on so many levels. I needed to keep a clear and professional head.
The bedside clock showed that it was already in the early hours of the morning when I finally managed to close my eyes and almost lose myself in the arms of Morpheus. However, I was abruptly awakened by the sound of the apartment door opening. I glanced at the clock and realized that Miranda was coming home from another one of her late-night events.
I got up quickly and greeted her with a tired smile. Miranda, on the other hand, seemed full of energy, and her first question was about Bobby.
“How did it go with Bobby? Did you two ma
