Aspen's POV
One week later...
Not right...wrong
Sitting on Dante's lap in the office, Damien comes marching in.
Everything had been great for the past week. Turns out Dante is a little too goofy. We went on dates, ate ice cream a little too much, he even took me to a couples yoga class.
Boy did that go well...
"Babe I don't think I can bend any lower," I whine.
"Use your hip," he tells me. He was currently under me while I stood on top of him with my hands on his neck.
Awkward position.
"I. Can't," I say through gritted teeth.
"Yes, you can. You're just stiff that's all" His positivity is really killing me here.
"Babe I can't do this, I'm getting down"
"Aspen no wait" but did I listen?
Nope.
And I ended up falling face-first on the rug.
It was funny nevertheless.
So when Damien comes marching in, you already know that trouble is about to begin.
"As a result of not believing me, you risked a lot of this company Dante"
He started and I looked at him confused.