Morning came fast, and Mark seemed much happier when I greeted him downstairs. I guess he felt like he was back in the driver’s seat.
“Are you going to be late tonight?” he asked with a smile.
“No,” I responded.
“Good,” he said as he picked up his briefcase. He gave me a kiss on the forehead, and he was out of the door.
I had so many things I could have said to him. None of them seemed worth the childish fighting that would have ensued. I grabbed some breakfast and headed for the door.
“I can’t believe it,” Lucy said as we sat down for our daily meeting. I looked up from my computer to see her staring out into the lobby. Jefferey was giving a package to one of the secretaries. I shook my head.
“Get over it,” Ginger said.
“That is easy for you to say. You have a pair that he might like,” Lucy said.
“That’s true,” Ginger said with a grin. She pushed her chest out taunting Lucy with her D cup breast pushing against her tight button-down shirt.