Quitter-In-Law

Eva just dropped the bomb on Lauren Phillips. “I quit.” Lauren blinked so hard you could hear it. “You what? We’ve been riding the same easy street, you and me, sugar. What’s got you spooked all of a sudden?” Eva stayed tight-lipped, dodging every question Lauren flung like they were dodgeballs on a playground. Finally Eva cracked: “Fine. It’s you, okay? I’m hot for the boss’s mom and I can’t keep working here.” Lauren’s mouth curved into a wicked little grin. “Well, funny thing,” she said, “I’ve been picturing you naked since your first day in these heels.” The confession hung there, hot as a fresh donut, but they both knew one fact: if Eva’s quitting, it’s the perfect green light. Their hands found skin before either one finished the sentence.