ME: Did anyone see you return??

HUGO: My mother.

Oh, for the love of God.

This was a disaster.

ME: HUGO.

HUGO: She thinks I took you home then went to see my secret girlfriend.

ME: I swear to God…

HUGO: She knows you were up late working. Answer your door.

ME: Why? I can’t. I just took a shower and I’m not dressed.

HUGO: You’re wet and naked? Excellent. Even more reason to.

Was he… outside?

I put my phone down and went back into the bathroom. It overlooked the front garden, and I opened the window so I could see.

He was at the door.

With what looked like food.

Well, that was the way to my heart.

If any woman told you otherwise, she was a psychopath.

Women fucking loved food.

I darted down to let him in. “Quickly!”

“Why? Are you afraid the sheep will start a rampage?” He looked me over. “You are wet and naked. It’s a valid fear.”

“Wet and naked after a shower? Shocking. I thought a shower was something one did outside, in the sunshine, fully clothed.” I rolled my eyes and shut the door behind me. “Is that food?”

He nodded. “I was instructed to bring you breakfast to thank you for all your hard work last night.”

I glanced at the bag. “By your mother? Is it poisoned? I know I wanted to be a princess when I was a kid, but Snow White wasn’t my first choice.”

“It came from the bakery, and I don’t think Alice is on payroll.” His lips twitched into a smile. “Actually, we spoke this morning, and I told her about the table thing. She didn’t realise you were here so late and appreciated what you did to make sure there were no other miscommunications.”

“Was she angry?”

“She was mildly irritated.”

“So a regular person’s raging mad.”

“I think she blames the company, actually. Thinks there was an error in communication on their end.”

“Your mother is making excuses for me? What kind of fucking parallel universe have I woken up in?”

“Same one I’m in,” Hugo replied, taking the food through to the kitchen. “Either way, this is her thank you. There’s nothing she appreciates more than a solid work ethic, and I think you earnt some brownie points yesterday.”

“What was I supposed to do? Sit and wait for someone else to tell me what kind of fuck up was coming my way?” I opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of apple juice. “I don’t know what else Nancy has done or will do. I’m not sure she knows that I know she’s trying to take me down.”

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