Friends come and go. I wish this one would go.
Sadie... I know Denver Talcott hates me as much as I hate him, but since we're sharing custody of the same friend, I can't get rid of him. Believe me, I've tried.
Worse, he's now working at the same startup as me. My dream job cannot be his dream job, because my dream is to not see him on a daily basis.
Denver... You wouldn't think a prickly introvert could also be a busybody, but it's possible. I've met one. Sadie raises my blood pressure with her mere presence, and she can't ever know that. She'd weaponize it. And then sell the recipe to other sadists.
Plus, I have another secret—this pesky attraction I feel towards her.
It's got to be one of those inappropriate reactions to stress, like when you laugh while being reprimanded, or see your to-do list and decide to take a nap.
I'll be fine. It'll be fine. I just won't ever look at her. Except now we're desk mates at work...