Page 56 of Fireworks & Forehead Kisses

“Good.”

“And how is Mr. Suha?” She grabbed a chip and popped it in her mouth.

I’d shared my abbreviated version of Mr. Stick Up His Ass with the girls.

“The same.” It was no secret how much I hated dealing with him. He was the most condescending, arrogant prick. Nothing I did was ever right. I was over it. He practically wanted to know when I wiped my butt and what kind of toilet paper I used. It was too much.

“Oh, did he ever say anything about the dirty text?” Nadia dipped her tortilla chip in guacamole.

“What dirty text?!” Zoe and Daphne chorused.

I could feel my cheeks heat. If there was ever a time I wanted the earth to swallow me up, it was when I accidentally sent the NSFW text to Declan Wolfe, of all people.

“You know the horses out at Stella’s, Bonnie and Clyde?” I began.

Daphne and Zoe nodded.

“Well, Clyde isobsessedwith Bonnie. He follows her around all day. He brings her hay, he makes sure that she drinks before him, and the way he looks at her, it’s… I can’t explain it. Anyway, I took some pictures of him staring adoringly at Bonnie and put heart emojis around his head and sent them to Nadia with a caption that said,All I want to do is find a man who looks at me like Clyde looks at Bonnie.”

“Oh, that’s sweet,” Zoe sighed.

“That’s not dirty,” Daphne concluded.

Nadia grinned. “Wait for it.”

I sighed. “Then underneath that, I put,and I wouldn’t mind if he were hung like Clyde, too.”

Daphne and Zoe both smiled.

“Which would have been fine if I had actually sent it to Nadia, but the last text I’d received was from Declan. So, I guess I accidentally opened the wrong message and inadvertently sent the text to him.”

Both of their eyes widened.

“What did you do?” Zoe asked.

“How did you find out you sent it to the wrong person?” Daphne questioned.

“As soon as I sent it, I saw the name at the top of my phone, and I immediately googled how to delete a sent text. Spoiler alert: you can’t. I quickly messaged that I’d sent it by mistake.”

“What did he say?” Daphne followed up. “What did he do?”

“Nothing. He didn’t respond at all. I was freaking out. Until last week?—”

“Wait, last week, I haven’t heard this part.” Nadia leaned forward.

“Sorry, I’ve been so busy with the launch and this party. Last week, I opened the quarterly projection sheet, and one of the actionable tasks with priority status assigned to me was to find a man who looks at me like Clyde looks at Bonnie, and then in the measurable goals, was make sure that he is hung like Clyde.”

“What?!” Nadia burst out laughing.

“Wait, is that a shared document?” Zoe asked. “Did other people see it?”

“Yes, I mean, no.” I shook my head. “Yes, the document is shared, so at first, I thought so, but then I saw that it was not the live Google doc; it was just one he’d made for me and sent to my email. The live doc didn’t have that on it.”

“Okay, that’s kind of funny. You have to admit,” Nadia smiled.

“I actually did think it was funny, but it doesn’t matter either way because I’m going to be handing in my resignation.”

“Are you serious?” Daphne’s brows furrowed. “I thought you loved your job.”

---