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?"

for a

read, "Are you

mood to elaborate,

with murmurs of what could only be curses directed at him

her bag over her shoulder, gnawing on her jerky

tell me it's nothing." "There was something." Austin focused on the rearview mirror, navigating the 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 bite and got upset I beat

help but laugh at her reasoning, steering onto the main road before finally glancing her way, "I'm not interested in your jerky. There's something else I

he'd made his intentions clear earlier! She wouldn't have

and regretful; it felt like a

a semblance of dignity, "You know, as a boss, it's

constantly staring at your boss's lips isn't

his awareness, Joy defensively retorted, "Weren't you the one who forced a kiss on me first?" "Are you defining that as a forced kiss?" Austin debated, "Is

was taken aback, "So, it's

allowed to make a move? What kind

that? you're into something.

just buy a dead

the grocery

of silence, Austin burst into

course, I