Hailey
I groan at Rebecca's eagerness. "You're not serious."
Rebecca grins like a cat who just found a very fancy, very breakable vase. "Oh, I'm dead serious."
"You're going to flirt with Marcus?" I exclaim.
"Flirt?" She gasps in mock offense. "Hailey, please. I just want to see what his problem is. Josh filled me in on the whole…him trying to get inside your pants thing."
My jaw drops. "He what?"
Rebecca shrugs, utterly unapologetic. "Don't look at me like that. He was worried. And, let's be honest, slightly grossed out. Your boss trying to seduce his girlfriend? That's peak soap opera drama."
I glance nervously toward Marcus, who's still across the room, completely unaware that he's become the topic of sibling gossip. "God. I knew Josh was annoyed, but I didn't think he'd go full confession mode."
"Oh, he didn't just confess," Rebecca says, leaning in conspiratorially. "He ranted."
I bury my face in my hands. "I'm going to die."
