Tongue- tied Peter

"Boss... Huh??" The man raised his eyebrows, checking the phone if he really dialled the correct number. Anna chuckled hearing the poor Peter's voice from the other side. The phone was kept on speaker. She tried to supress her giggles. 

"Yeah. You're my boss so I have to address you like that." The man added hesitantly. Not finding a perfect conversation to start with the latter. If Alex could see him personally, the man was dripping from the cold sweat being rushed through every sweat gland on his body. "Umm.. you needed anything? The Christie girl bothering you again?" He asked scratching the back of his head. 

"No I've dealt with her for a while she won't bother me." Alex spoke sounding more serious than he actually was. "So I needed to speak with you." The man pressed each word creating much suspense in the story. He enjoyed the troubled voice of Peter. "It's about YOU and ANNA." He added, the words dropped like a bomb upon the latter.