Finnegan
"Should I get her flowers?"
Henry was quiet on the other end for a few seconds. "How angry is she?"
"Very angry? I have seen her angry, but not like this," I grumbled, eyeing the door to my office.
Abigail would be here any minute. I couldn't believe I had to resort to trickery just to get her back in the bloody office.
The lunch I had ordered for both of us sat on the ceramic table in the middle of my office. I knew she would be furious, I just didn't know what the hell to say or do to make it better.
"Then she'll throw them at your face." Henry chuckled. I could hear him moving around on his end, something clattering in the background.
"Never thought I would see the day you asked me for relationship advice."
"Drop it, Henry."
"I'm just saying," he teased.
"Are you going to help me or not?!"
"You've got it bad. Ooohh, Finn has it bad for his assistant."
"Goodbye, Henry."
I should have known he'd tease me.
"Don't hang up, I'm being supportive!"
