Page 14 of Like a Boss

“I…Tiger.”

Her eyes glow in mischief. “Oh my god! He tracked you down?” she says, nodding, thinking that’s the reason for my insanity.

“Well, er, kind of.” I rub the back of my neck.

“Kind of?” She scrunches up her face, confused by my incoherency.

“I-I-I.” Blowing out a deep breath, I stop pacing and brace my hands on the basin. Lowering my head, I finally confess, “Tiger is… is…”

But the words get stuck in my throat.

“Is who?” she shrieks.

“Is… Mr. Fox,” I whisper into the sink, hoping she didn’t hear me.

But she does. “Excuse me?”

I sigh as I stare into the bowl, wishing I could escape down the drain. “My hot, multi-orgasm giver, ultimate one-night stander, is none other than my boss, Mr. Dylan Fox.”

There, I said it. And it felt as shitty as I knew it would.

Silence.

“Han?” I ask a second later, hesitantly turning to look at her.

Her mouth is wide open, and her eyes are bulging from her head. “You’re not serious?”

“I so am.”

Hannah shakes her head, and her surprise suddenly transforms to humor. “Sweet baby Jesus, this is a…”

“A nightmare.” I fill in the blanks.

“Hilarious,” she settles for instead.

It’s now my turn to look at her like she’s the deranged one. “Hilarious? Have you not heard a word I said?”

“I heard, and this is funny.”

I raise both eyebrows, not seeing how she could possibly find my predicament funny.

“C’mon, you’ve gotta see the funny side to this. I mean, what are the odds you finally have the balls to have a one-night stand, and it’s with your boss!”

I rub my brow. “I didn’t know he was my boss at the time.”

“And that’s what makes this even funnier.” And she bursts into fits of laughter.

“You’re quite possibly the world’s worst friend.” I splash some water on my face while Hannah continues cackling at my expense.

“I have to quit. I can’t work here,” I utter, watching Hannah wipe the tears from her eyes.

“Don’t be silly. Of course you can. How’d he act?”

“Purely professional,” I confess, even though his professionalism pissed me off.

“And how’d you act?”

“Like a raving lunatic.”

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