The Boss Made Me Moan (3)
Dwayne ended the call with a long, annoyed sigh. His eyes locked onto mine, his jaw tight.
“Think they sounded urgent enough?” he asked.
I nodded, exhaling slowly. “Yeah. So they want it finalized within the hour?”
“Exactly.” He glanced at his watch. “We’ve got forty-five minutes to get it done. Please tell me you managed to talk to your husband.”
I shook my head. “No. I tried last night, and again this morning. Sarah’s sick, and Tim’s been at the hospital with her. It’s been a mess.”
He leaned back slightly, concern flashed across his face. “s**t. Is she alright?”
“I think it’s just a fever, but I haven’t heard anything new yet.”
“If you need to head out, don’t even think twice about it. Family comes first. You know that.”
“Thanks. But I’m good for now.
