A Bad Burrito
“You have to eat.”
Anne tried to ignore them as Eric pushed a burrito towards Stevie. Instead she concentrated on compiling the report, the pieces spread out on the boardroom table.
“I’m not hungry, jack a$$.” There were dark circles under her boss’ eyes, as though she hadn’t slept in days.
“You’re getting too thin.” And Eric was right, she was. Stevie’s perfectly tailored suit hung off her.
“Stop.” Stevie stood. “Who do you think you are, my…” As she realized what she was about to say, her face crumpled.
“Oh, sweetheart.” Eric folded her into his arms.
Oh, brother. Anne bowed her head, giving the paper her full attention. This soft Stevie was a challenge to work with.
“You know what you need?”
“If you suggest sex again, I’m going to punch you in the gut.”
Anne managed to suppress a laugh but a smile escaped. Future wife or not, Eric tried.
“No, no, no sex. Today. I was thinking bowling.”
“F***in’ bowling? James, did this jack a$$ lose his mind while I was gone?”
Great, now she was being dragged into all this.
Before she could answer, Eric did. “Bowling. Nothing like knocking down some pins to burn off energy.”
“I’d like to knock down…”
“An hour should be long enough for you to change into something more bowling friendly. I’ll pick you up at ten.”
“And we’ll pick up James at ten-thirty.”
She was going bowling? After this long, hellish day?
“Fine.”
“Fine.” Stevie made a grand exit, slamming the door behind her.
“You don’t look so good, James.” Eric grinned at her. “You had a bad burrito or something?” He felt her forehead. It should be cool. She felt perfectly fine. “Yes, I don’t think you’ll be up for bowling tonight. How disappointing.” But his laughter said it was anything but.
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