Meave "Here you go, Delaney." Christian Rogers dropped the hot coffee on my desk, going to his desk beside mine as he dropped his bag. "Oh my God, you're a life saver!" I thanked, grabbing the coffee and taking a sip. "I needed this, as always." I told him, looking over at his direction. "How was your night?" He sighed. "Not so great." He answered, opening his laptop. "I had tons of emails to answer, and my wife— God my wife needs to find a solution to her snoring problems, I can't sleep, I can't work, I can't even think." I furrowed my brows, biting down a laugh. "Sounds serious." "You don't know the half of it." He said, typing furiously on his laptop. "You s
Read more