"What's with the face?" Kat asked, staring at the wound on the boss's lip, "Oh, let me guess! Did Mel punch you again?" the girl grinned.
Emily was standing beside her and drinking another cappuccino in silence. Judging by the communication style between Mr. Evans and the showy blonde colleague, they seemed to be more friends than colleagues. Hayes pricked up her ears at the unfamiliar name.
Mel? Apparently, this lady with an explosive character was the culprit of the boss's injury.
"Yeah," Justin took a sip of hot tea and winced as moisture hit the wound on his lip again, "She got offended that I refused to stay with her overnight. You know how attached she is to me. Says I'm the best in the world! She's going to marry me. Not like some, first they promise - then they break up," the man said and lifted his chin importantly, casting a quick glance at Emily.
The girl choked.
