"But Morgan's assistant already brought me lunch. It would be a waste not to eat it."
Laura Lowell gave her a knowing smile. "Morgan Joyce sure is good to you. He's never brought me lunch. Talk about playing favorites."
"Who would dare bring you lunch? Your resident god of jealousy would probably eat the person who brought it."
Aiden Shaw closed the file in his hand and looked up at Hannah Hale. "Since when is 'god of jealousy' my new nickname? Though, you're not wrong."
Laura Lowell couldn't believe these two. They'd completely missed her point. She was trying to highlight how Morgan Joyce was playing favorites with Hannah Hale.
"Alright, I won't disturb you two anymore. I'm heading out."
Laura Lowell pulled Hannah Hale back as she was about to leave. "I had the housekeeper make enough for three. Stay and eat with us. You can take the lunch from Morgan home for dinner."
"See, Dr. Shaw? Your wife insisted I stay. It's not like I *want* to be the third wheel here."
