His hope at happiness

After a stressful day at the office, it's finally time to go home. I’m switching off my laptop when Jason walks out of his office.

“Are you ready to go?” he asks as he walks up to me.

“Yes, let's go.” I place my laptop in its bag and carry it with my handbag. Jason’s taking me home since I didn't come to work with my car.

“How was work today? I hope your boss didn't stress you today out?” e asks, stepping into the elevator.

“It was stressful. My boss gave me a lot of work to do,” I say, walking into the elevator with him.

“Sorry, sweetheart. As your boyfriend, I promise to have a word with your boss. I’ll tell him to stop giving you so much work,” he says, pressing the elevator button to the parking lot.

“Unfortunately for me, my boyfriend is my boss.”

“Don't say, unfortunately. It's a good thing I am your boss and boyfriend.”

“Really, because I’m not reaping any benefits dating my boss.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I promise once I’m back from my trip to Dubai, you’ll have less