His Sweetheart

19

As Jonathan and I walked down the stairs hand in hand, Fabian happened to see us.

He whistled and raised his eyebrows at me, with a look that said, "I knew it."

"What are you doing? Not going to work?"

Jonathan spoke lightly, and Fabian immediately retracted his smile, looking at me pitifully.

"Mrs. Spencer, you see how scary Mr. Spencer is. You have to support me in the future," Fabian said.

"I... I..." I stuttered, looking at Jonathan, who was full of indulgence in his eyes as if he had already approved.

I blushed to my neck, feeling shy and keeping my head down.

"Oh, so this is the girl you've been thinking about for a long time?"

A hearty laugh came, and Fabian immediately leaned over in flattery.

I looked at the sexy woman wearing a leather skirt in front of me and recognized her as the person who sat next to Jonathan at the previous gathering.

Jonathan chuckled, "Let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Camilla."