“Oh my god, you’re a .” Joy sat up at the realization. Wendy groaned, with half-lidded eyes she took a glance at the clock on her bedside table and groaned again. It’s 3:00 in the morning, damn it.

“Were. Past tense.” Wendy corrected her, now facing the woman before her. Her breath hitched at the sight of Joy whose back was facing hers. “You’re cute.” This time, Joy faced her with a smile on her face as if she won the lottery.

“You don’t call your boss cute, Sooyoung.” She frowned, but still managed to smile when Joy pouted. “Also, can we sleep? I’m sore and tired.”

Joy settled on Wendy’s arms. “Is this gonna be a one time thing or will this happen again?” she asked softly, as if she was walking on a thin line. Wendy doesn’t have an answer at the moment. What will this be? Joy is her secretary and this is against her work ethics. But who can resist the y dynamite that is Joy?

Wendy breathed, inhaling Joy’s shampoo that smells like lavender. “I don’t know, what do you want to make of this?”

The younger woman purred, snuggling Wendy closer. “I’ll have you know first that I’m incapable of loving someone.”

Ah, . Wendy inwardly cursed. It’s as if an alarm is blaring inside her head at what she heard. Felt like a big re