The Boss
A sigh escapes mypeach colored glossed lips as I pull into a parking spot in front of Starbucks. My boss had texted me and demanded that I pick him up the usual on the way to work tonight. He’s such a cocky little jerk towards me, but I’m told that it’s my entire fault since I don’t give into his sexual advances by my best friend no less. She’s always saying ‘You think he’s hot. Why not go for it?!’ like the little slut she is.One, he’s my fucking boss. Two, he has a girlfriend that he’s been...