Anne
Crunch time.
Two words every game developer fears, and I’m living the horror of impossibly long work days, that bleed into weekends.
The only upside is spending a lot of that time with my sexy-as-sin boss. I probably shouldn’t get physical him, but the need for stress relief is real, and so is the size of his… desk.
Then word gets back to my best friend’s brother.
The guy whose house I practically grew up in. Who I thought saw me as a second sister. Talk about jealousy. Though I’m not sure if it’s toward me, or my boss. Apparently they hooked up a few times, too.
One thing leads to another leads to the three of us playing naked Twister without the mat.
But they’ve been keeping a secret, and it’s one I don’t know if I can forgive them for.
