“Look,” Lyn said, “I’m flattered that you think I’m attractive. Really. But I’m married, and not only am I married, I’m happily married. And I plan to stay that way. That’s what I have to tell him.”
“Let me talk to him first,” Julie said. “I think I can get him to understand. As I said earlier, just wish he was after me. It wouldn’t last, though. I’d be under the sheets too quick. I’d hear him saying ‘next’ as I skittered out the boudoir door.”
“He is a dream,” Lyn said. “At least on the outside. I never said he wasn’t. But he’s somebody else’s dream.”
“If he continues bothering you after I talk to him, well, then you’ll have grounds for filing a complaint.”
“I hope it won’t come to that,” Lyn said. “I’m not exactly one to rock the company boat.”
“You don’t even paddle the company boat,” Julie said.
“Hey, you’re my sister-in-law!” Lyn said.
“Well, I never applied to be,” Julie said.
“We’d better get some sleep or we’ll both be late to work in the morning,” Lyn said. “Night.”