Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

It's a pity that this hunk happened to be her boss.

Joy propped her chin, lost in a daze staring at Austin's lips, oblivious to the fact that his gaze had lingered on her face for a few seconds.

Selina mentioned something about a bar opening downtown, complete with a lineup of beefy male models strutting their stuff, and Joy, sneaking around like a cat on tiptoe, was about to make a run for it when Austin's text popped up.

"Don't bail yet, wait for me."

Great, did he install some sort of super spyware in his office or what?

Reluctantly, with no room for rebellion, Joy slumped back into her seat, dreading yet another assignment. Talk about timing!

Austin was catching up with work, juggling a few calls, and by the time he emerged from his office, donning his jacket, half an hour had ticked by.

Hearing footsteps, Joy looked up, bored to bits, and was caught mid-chew on a spicy beef jerky.

Austin's gaze hardened briefly before he withdrew his hand, initially reaching out to her, and shoved it into his pocket instead.

Joy licked her lips, now a fiery shade of red from the spice, holding up the half-eaten jerky, "What's up? You had me wait for what?"

her for a moment before sighing, "Nothing,

face clearly read, "Are you kidding

wasn't in the mood to elaborate, "Let's get you

headed for the elevator, with murmurs of what could only be curses directed at him echoing from

on her jerky all the way to

car out of the garage, "But then I saw you with that jerky, and it became nothing." "What's wrong with my jerky?" Joy was puzzled, failing to see the connection, "Did you want a

finally glancing her way, "I'm not interested in your jerky. There's something else I wouldn't

if only he'd made his intentions clear earlier! She wouldn't have bothered with

frustrated and regretful; it felt like a missed opportunity,

her frustration, she tried to maintain a semblance of dignity, "You know, as a boss,

"And as an employee, constantly staring at

me first?" "Are you defining that as a forced kiss?" Austin debated, "Is it forced if, after being kissed, you willingly

taken aback, "So, it's

only you're allowed to

that? you're into something.

not just

the grocery store!"

of silence, Austin burst into

of course, I am."