In Love With My Personal Assistant

By: Audrey Tolhouse

“Just the man I needed to see,” James commented.

Andrew pursed his lips together and raised a brow. “Are you sure about that?” He asked coyly. James frowned. Andrew lingered by the door and crossed his arms. “There’s no smoke without fire,” he murmured.

James’s brow bunched.

Casually, and quite a bit relaxed, Andrew cleared his throat and shifted his weight. “I spoke with Jerry before I left.”

“Jerry?” James blinked. “You spoke with Jerry?”

Andrew smiled something unpleasant and nodded. “I wouldn’t have normally, but after I couldn’t get ahold of you or Jennifer past Monday afternoon, I tried Jerry to see if you had spoken with him.” James wet his lips in the silence. “What the hell are you doing?”

James opened his mouth, but Andrew suddenly cut him off. “And,” he pointed a finger at him, “I want you to tell me just what the hell is going on between you and Jennifer.”

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