A phone woke Ashley from a deep sleep. She rubbed her face.
“Is that your phone?” Josh rumbled, his voice thick with sleep.
“Yes, it’s becoming a habit. A bad one.” She sat up and grabbed her phone. “Hello.”
“Ashley, have you been online this morning?” Summer asked, her tone urgent.
“No, you woke me. I didn’t set the alarm.”
“Boss, someone posted a s*x tape of you,” Summer said.
“What?” Ashley shrieked. “I’ve never. I haven’t!”
The sound of clicks and mutters sounded on the line. “Oh my god!” Summer cried. “It’s you and Josh. I thought this—”
Josh took the phone from Ashley. “Summer, it’s Josh. Tell me everything right now.”
Ashley sat frozen, her arms wrapped around her waist. A s*x tape. She hadn’t. They hadn’t. She rose and pulled on a wrap. She needed coffee to deal with this—
