“What the fuck?” Leland asked when the elevator doors shut. “It’s your fault. No more making him jealous.” “Come again?” he said. “I caught him and Daniel kissing in his office, Leland! On their way to doing more. He thinks you and I are sleeping together.” “So he thinks you’re fucking me, and in turn he almost fucked his husband? You do realize how absurd and twisted you two are, right?” “I don’t care,” I growled. “Stop it or you’re fired.”