“Shut up, he did not!” Sharon exclaimed, leaning forward against the island where Jenna was pouring ingredients into a bowl.
“Yes! He broke into my house and tried to terrorize me into doing his dirty work. I nearly had a heart attack, I was so freaked out. He’s lucky I didn’t call the cops and get him put him in jail right then and there.”
“More like you’re the lucky one, judging from that sex mussed hair I saw this morning,” Sharon teased, making Jenna blush and let out a laugh.