Boys Wear Pink Too
Tristan puffed out his cheeks. ‘How am I supposed to go on dates when I’m cooped up in the office all day?’
‘Oh, stop whining,’ Kieran said. ‘I saw Jessica from Legal making eyes at you the other day.’
‘She’d make eyes at anybody with a penis.’ Tristan shot a quick look my way. ‘Sorry, Amiyah.’
‘Don’t be.’ I smiled at him. ‘Your language used to be a lot more colourful in the past.’
The first time we met, he invited me for a threesome, something I was sure he’d rather forget.
Tristan picked up the thermos flask. ‘Fine. I’ll go tell my assistant the good news. Am I getting a raise, at least?’
‘Sure. Fifteen per cent.’
Tristan closed the door behind him.
‘Do you think he’s up to the task?’ I asked Kieran. ‘He’s only twenty-three years old.’
‘Twenty-four. And he has to be. The company will be handed over to him eventually. He might as well get an early start.’ Kieran removed his tie and tossed it onto the desk. ‘I’m going to be the father of two kids soon. I won’t have time to hold his ha
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