"You wouldn't believe this." I laughed enthusiastically with Jordan. He had his hand snaked around my waist while he tried to balance me in his grip and prevent me from falling.
"What?" He chuckled. He'd been laughing on every word I said for the last hour since we headed for his office.
"When I was home alone with my husband, my mum came by and was like, Kent is hot." I erupted a meaningless round of laughter and so did Jordan. We were both in an undesirable drunken state.
"You know, it was silly. I was like, "what's that supposed to mean mum? Are you planning on getting him to like you?" I said. Jordan let go off my waist so he could insert the key into its hole.
"Why are there so many key holes?" He grunted, blinking repeatedly and groaning in frustration at his inability to get the
