Wren
[Earlier]
“Don’t tell me you’re still in bed, you log of lazy ass wood!”
“Wow.” My lips twists bitterly. “Hell to you too, Judi. You reek of jealousy.”
Her head pushes further into the screen, a pout on her face. “You’re right. I’m so jealous! I wish I could sleep in, but I have a job!”
“A job you love.”
“Uh no. I hate it,” she snorts. “I just love my boss. There’s a difference.”
I lift a brow. “Does the boss you love know you hate your job?”
“Oh yes. Yes, he does. It’s the song I sing in his office every morning, after we have our office sex.”
I grimace. “Gross, Judi.”
“Oh shut up. I bet if you worked for Ezra, you’d also have hot office sex.” She rolls her eyes so hard I fear for a second that they’d get stuck up there. “Where’s your hot piece of boyfriend though? Ezra Ja
