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“Bullshit.” Her arm shoots out, trying to steal the beer back.
I pull it back. “No way. I need this.” I take a hefty sip.
“Then tell me the truth. You’ve always hated your boss. But now you’re sulking about hating your boss.” Down goes another big gulp. “Fay—”
“I need to find a new job. I’m not meant to be someone’s assistant. I’m meant to be a chef, cooking the most glorious meals tastebuds have ever experienced. And instead, I’m taking orders from an egotistical ass wipe, who, have I mentioned, has a girlfriend?” She slides over a shot of tequila next. “No. I can’t drink anymore during the week.”
“Hmm. . .” she says as I pick it up. She clinks her shot glass to mine, and we both sling it back.
“I mean, why he would even be into me is stupid. You should see his girlfriend. She’s like super pretty. Like super-duperpretty. Like Victoria’s Secret model runwaysuper-duperpretty.”
“Yikes, that’s pretty.”
“You should have seen the photo of them in the paper.” Another shot appears in front of me. “And the worst thing is, even when he’s being a total asshole, I find myself super attracted to him. It’s like he’s, he’s. . .”
“He’s calling you.”
“Huh?”
She points to my phone. “He’s calling you. Answer it.” I look down, and sure enough, his name lights up my screen. “Dude, answer it.”
“No.”
“Why not? Answer it.”
“No, he’s probably just going to ask me if I ordered more toilet paper for his fancy bathroom or have his shoes shined or some shit.”
“And then you can tell him to suck it. Answer it!” She grabs my phone and swipes the bar.
“What the hell!” I mouth, and she hands me my phone. I’m going to kill her.
“Mr. Monroe,” I say and shoot Mindy the bird.
“Miss Evans.”
I hate that I love the way he says my name. “Unless this is something urgent, whatever you need will have to wait ’til business hours. I’m not on the clock.”
Mindy laughs.
“The Callahan report. Was it completed?”
Seriously? “Yes, boss, it was completed and left on your desk. You would know if you came back to the office. Must have been some lunch—”
“Fay, hurry back to the table. Your date is waiting!” Mindy yells in the background.
I cover the speaker. “What are you doing?” I whisper.
“Am I interrupting something?” Theo asks.
“No—” Mindy slaps my shoulder.Ouch.“Yes. Is that all?”
Seriously, what is Mindy doing? Harry comes over, and she whispers something into his ear. He rolls his eyes and leans over the bar. “Hey, babe. You coming back? Just ordered us some shots to loosen you up.”
Hell.
I’m going to murder them both.
“Where exactly are you, Miss Evans?” His tone drops an octave.
