Let’s not mention being handcuffed to the bed with Ivy in rubber, threatening to piss on me.
“You’re doing good work, Chase. I’m impressed.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
He held a finger in the air. “But I still expect you to marry and settle down. I want to leave this company in capable hands.”
I swallowed a lump of frustration. What about my luxury hotel destination ambition?
Refusing to go all gloomy on myself, I thought of bringing in my own team. I could wear two hats by outsourcing.
With that tiring idea swirling about, I left the office and practically staggered back to my place for a well-deserved snooze.