“Yeah. I didn’t put two and two together when I saw the name Knight Enterprise, but it was him,” I tell her.
“Holy shit. Not your little crush.”
“Shut up.”
“You’re going to be so close to him. How are you going to contain yourself?” she teases.
“Stop! All I’m doing is answering phones and shit,” I tell her.
“Until he orders you onto your knees and you drop your ass down,” she says through a laugh.
“Oh my god, Megan! He’s my boss.”
“Isn’t that in your smut books, too? Boss and employee?”
“You’re crazy,” I tell her.
“Yeah, but not as bad as you. How are you going to handle being that close to him and not jumping in his lap?” she asks.
“I’m a professional. I think I can manage.”
“Sure. Until he says strip.” Now she laughs harder.