Page 7 of Hard Boss

Tuna. She is nonstop touching him. We are in his truck going to lunch and she bulldozed her way into the front seat.

Ew. How did she take you working there?

Eh. Not good, but didn’t murder me. I don’t think she knows what my role will be.

Did you know he was going to make me move in with him?

I sure did. I may or may not be at your apartment with your parents to get your shit…

You bitch! Why didn’t you tell me? He's trying to pay for everything. Did you know he was going to give a six-figure salary?

Arden

No, but it doesn’t surprise me.

And a five-year contract where he is basically paying for… everything.

It’s like a marriage contract without needing an heir lol

Don’t say that. I don’t like the way you worded that.

That will get Tuna to fuck off if he’s dating.

Stop it. No. You’re a conniving little shit. Is this what you are up to?

I’ve been trying to get you to tell him you are in love with him for years.

I am not in love with him.

Keep telling yourself that, Macie.

“Ready?” Wilder asks, standing at my open door.

“Oh right. Sorry,” I say as I slip out of the truck. He hands his keys off to the valet and leads me with his hand on my low back around to the sidewalk.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yep,” I say simply. Tina gets out when she realizes Wilder isn’t going to open her door and glares at me. I smile sweetly and shewalks beside him. She tries to take his hand, but he evades her by opening the door for me. Then steps in next and releases the door for her to catch on her own.

“Name?”

“Three for Dumont,” Wilder says.

“Right this way,” the host smiles.

When we get to the booth, Wilder nudges me into the booth and sits beside me, leaving Tina to sit across from us.

“What can I get you to drink, ma’am?” The server asks me.

“Water with lemon, please,” I say kindly.

“Same, please,” Wilder says.

“Boring,” Tina frowns. “Water, I guess.”

“Same thing as usual?” Wilder asks me.

“That works,” I say. “Thank you.”

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