I have a crush on my boss' best friend.
At least it's not my brother's best friend.
Or my best friend's brother.
Or... never mind. I'ts all pretty cliche.

And worse? My boss' best friend is his buisness parther.
Which sort of makes him my boss too.
Okay - it's not sort of. It's definite. Gabe Laurent is off limits. Totally off limits.

Which is fine. I make do with my imagination. He'll never know. Ever.
Unless my work bestie passes me an eighties-stlye teen movie sex quiz
during a meeting and I fill it out.

And it ends up in Gabe's hands...