He pats her head and grabs her hands that were now squeezing where he supposed she thought his breasts woukd be. "Shouldn't this be sexual harassment?"
Joy playfully hit his shoulder and scolded. "Sexual harassment my foot! I washed you when you were little. I am your big sister."
Ophelia blinks severally before asking. "Is she older?"
Owen shakes his head and pries Joys hand off his chest. "She just likes to think that. I am a year older than she is."
Joy sniffs his clothes and smiles. "Owen...if you really don't bring home a woman, I will really be mad at you. At least get laid."
He nods his head reassuring her with a look. "Not to worry, I won't disappoint you tonight."
She walks away from him and went to her desk to pick her phone. "Ooohh...do you have your eyes on someone already?"
He cracked his knuckles and smiled back at her. "Yes."
Joy looked surprised as she tried to do something on her phone. "Ohh...oh...wow…"
