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Morgan
“Knock, knock,” a voice said from the door of my office on Monday morning.
“Julia,” I said with a smile. “Come in.”
“Are we still doing lunch?”
“Yes, let me send out this email, and then I’ll actually eat lunch today.”
She laughed as she walked over and plopped down in a seat in front of my new desk. It had come in this weekend, and Jensen’s office was finally starting to feel like my own.
“I’m excited that you invited me to lunch. I like having girl time with you,” Julia said.
“Same. I didn’t really have girlfriends before you all started dating my brothers.”
“I’ve never been that great at girlfriends either,” Julia said. She swept her rose-gold hair to one shoulder, revealing the myriad of piercings on her ear and the tattoos peeking from her shoulder. “Heidi kind of f
