“Okay.” I start to relax a tiny bit.
“How was your commercial flight with your co-workers this morning?”
“Perfectly fine,” I huff.
He laughs. “Still glad you didn’t take me up on my offer?”
“I didn’t need the company jet to come all the way back just for me. But…” I falter, thinking of what Ellie would say and pause.
“But what? I’m on the edge of the Clark jet’s very comfortable, extra-wide, ultra-plush seat.”
“Well, maybe I’ll take you up on your offer about my job.”
“Buying you out? Lovely, we can bang around New York and—”
“No, no,” I say firmly, “I am committed to this job. I am. But Ellie seemed to think I was crazy for coming in to work. So maybe you should do the thing you said about getting me and my team remote status?”
“Done. What else?”
“No, no, nothing else.”
He sighs, “Not very billionaire’s wife of you.”
“Yeah, well, like I said, we should have thought this through beforehand.”
“Text me everything you can think of, okay? We’ll get it sorted.”
“Right, okay. And I’ll figure out the town events, make a plan,” I nod, “I’ll see you Friday then.”
“Okay. And Janelle?”
“Janie. What?”
“If you don’t tell me what fall flair means I’ll just ask Ellie.”
“You have Ellie’s number?” I hear myself say, “I mean—”
“Feeling jealous, wifey?”
My eyes go wide, “No, Sorry, I—”
“Don’t apologize, it’s very hot.”
“Listen, Bossman, could you—”
“Ben.”
“Benedict.”
“Or husband, hubby, handsome, those will all do as well. And I only have her number in awork capacity,darling. Though I do believe she was a bit disappointed about that,” he smiles, sounding unbearably smug about how much Ellie wanted to bang him.
“Okay. I’m hanging up now! Bye!”
I hear him laughing when I hit end.
Why the hell did I ask about him and Ellie? I don’t care who he’s been with. Or maybe it would just be weird, my fake husband having had a real hookup with my coworker? Yeah. That’s it.
Anyway!
